Frolis, to Die For

“We are going to die with the Frolis!” A young lad and his lover recently redeemed by Mercy spoke from the white horse…

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Haven’t You Learn Anything?

“Are you out there? Are you hearing me? Haven’t you learn your lesson? Are you falling in love again?”

“Yes!”

“But!–”

“I want to live not die.”

“All those wounds are you sure?”

“Yes and you should join me. Trust me it changes everything.”

“I don’t want to change unless I can be healed.

“It will brings you back to innocence.”

“Well then, in that case…I am coming.”

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Things That Kill

As she lied, her last breath fluttered lightly.  “your fragility will depend on how much you love. Don’t give your love unless you want to die.”

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A Dark Laughter: The wolves were spotted (this time) wearing sheep clothes

I have seen the light.

It wasn’t bright, it wasn’t dark.
Neutrality fades away so quickly,
It was never even a light, but an illusion.

So many haters fill this wall
I can hear their shadows screaming envy.
Their laughter, cacophony!
There’s no euphony here
And it will only take one man with dead vision
To plummet the system out of existence.
Just as much as it takes one hater to pollute the minds
Of the thin headed it must take the same.
A strong soul left out in the dark shall strive head high.
Just as much as it takes a hater, a dead vision,
It must take the strong soul
To pollute the minds of the thin headed positively.
I have surrendered to the notion that only those who you believe in
Have the sharpest sword to pluck
Deep into your dreams and if your are not strong you might falter
And they will laugh even if your blood runs a stream.
Beware! Beware! Beware!
Not all those who laugh with you have good intentions.
Laughter

The Voice

“O that this blossoming youthful fountain, with life streaming from its core, indeed, time is in your favor, beauty, for now is your greatest arsenal yet against this merciless foe called gravity. May you be wise to realize knowledge also can be your greatest weapon in times to come even when you have been defeated by your foe, gravity.” Ah see where I’m taking you? Will you come? Will you learn? We you equip yourself? Will you read? Will you be future-proof? Tis is disheartening times where blunder remains the center of attention and foolishness and money captures even the faintest of minds. I’m yours. Your guide, even me I’m overlooked by everyone else but for your sake I stand unashamed because I’m your second voice, your guide, your truth, that unwavering voice echoing forevermore, over the noise that is clouding your head. I urge you not to give up and surrender but be strong knowing that your path to equilibrium is nothing but unique, design for you alone by your creator. Amen.
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Excerpts from “Hills Of Exile”

“The butcher, John Townsend, with apron stained with animal manure and blood, stood in his butchery, swines haggling about his gibbets. He was chewing a yellow root that saturated his bushy beard with dry yellow saliva.” Hills Of Exile, coming this fall.

Dear daughter of Zion (The Poem)

You are my only escape.

I’m a man, strong indeed;

Fill with prowess, wit and vision,

Yet you are still my only escape!

My secrets, my weakness are hidden in your core.

Your firm breasts are the shields against my manly flaws and

Your kiss is a weapon for my inspiration.

Search my heart,

Search my soul, and see all that I’m,

All that I have become; search my life; see all there is to be;

This world of complex appetites, desires, and lewd men,

I’m not wavering; my eye is cast on your love,

I surrender!

You are indeed my only escape,

Search my heart,

Search my soul; see all that I’m

You are my lover, the rib that I loss.

Taken from my script titled Daughters of Zion.

And also…

Hills of Exile, the novel luncheon date will be announced by the end of the month. Stay tune the adventure begins this fall!

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