I'm a teller of stories, I'm a singer of songs. An oracle of omens, a re-writer of wrongs. I'm an archetypal essence of both my ego and shadow. The oracle of Sydney shares her wisdom with the world. A wailing, blinding siren, I am the Spin Doctor. We are dumb and there are plenty of … Continue reading I am and my way with words
All fiction can be found in somewhere in my facts. I am meta-factual, creation is meta-fictional. This divide in my life seems fantastic, but in my eyes it is phantasmic. In your eyes I am a fallacy, that in your heart I am a galaxy. In your mind I become phallic like a philosophical palladin … Continue reading Laserwire Trigger Triplight
Look at me through the glass, mirrored soul of Mirach. It felt like forever but I am back by my side. Oblique flesh, a self embrace. Mirror, oh mira, what sight do you see? A mirage in the desert, their god is hydrophobic. Lurking in deserts for the hopelessly lost and despondent wanders. Alice Through … Continue reading Speculatrix, a fortress
Well done, look how far you've come It is 6:56am, Monday morning on the day - March forth. Out of the valley. The valley of death, the valley of dry bones. Ezekiel 37 was always my favourite biblical story. It speaks of a valley of dried bones, and the prophet spoke the word of god … Continue reading Rise up and march, my Skelita-on amoury
Hear me, this is the tune in my head. Right now, it's playing on repeat. Although this introduction sings along to a different tune, it's the silver ocean buoyant surfer. The sailor and saint ferrier face. Philomena, lullabies of lovely eyes. Sleep eris knight. Spin a third qua... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLAKLs9IdAE Dashboard Confessional - Saints and Sailors … Continue reading Sire needs her bear
19 August 2018 Shut up stop talking stop thinking At least not to gym. Not about you. Talk to gym about Jim. Do not talk about you. You are internal, do not externalize it. Where you clash, do not heal. Ge does not want it. You are useful. Be that. Adoration? Gratitude? From him not … Continue reading Rerun 012: Shuddup
14 August 2018 Once upon a time I knew exactly who I was, I recognised the immense power and potential within me. I was able to create magic not only for myself but for others, I was able to bend the world to my will. I recognised the necessity for all of my limitations and … Continue reading Rerun 004: Sleep to hard reset
Justine lazed across her bed with her phone in her hand and scrolled through her facebook wall. She sighed as she navigated the status updates and photo posts her friends were uploading from their various summer holidays. Justine heard the front door unlock and the click-clack of her mother's footsteps down the hall. "I'm home." … Continue reading Discovery – short story
Fly off out of this place, send me up up and away. I need to study the stars not from afar but from inside their core - burn me alive. Incinerate ash my flesh. Incendiary, float away. Why can't I be someone else, it's the same old stories over and over again. Kokabiel of the … Continue reading I am garbage androgen, alkimysterium.
https://youtu.be/_DTmvMsEbE4 Biffy Clyro - Rearrange I've got a lot of love and I've got a lot of ways to show it / But you should know by now that I'm broken and I need your help / I wrote a hundred songs to make sense of the meaningless / I'll un-write them all if you … Continue reading Rearrange the Denouement
Do you still wish my phorphescence remain for you here? Which me do you seek to see, who do you remember me to be? Thrash your way through the bumbling brambles and mummur. You were told wisdom waited for you at the top of the world. I did not wait. I just was... I was … Continue reading Public poll: What do you want from me?
Earth, fire, wind, water, heart. When these elements combine, I create a planet! Captain Kim Kirk, she's a weirdo. Gonna drag the dickhead down to hell- oh! Patron of love, war and sunshine. This reaper is fighting on humanity's side. We're going to go spelunking. Oh, what fun! Now quickly, get into the cave. Be … Continue reading Elemental Writing Challenge April 23
I am and was Rapunzel, often mistaken for Ariel (I've got killer legs, and a voice like a siren). I am also low-key Kida and Elsa (and Anna). I am more of a stitch-face-wing of a Mad Alice figure, my conversations cause hallucinations. Caution is advised when you speak with me. Allow me to guide … Continue reading Waltzing Disney & me
Calling all Argonauts. Herald those who sailed with me once upon a tale in ancient Greek mythology. The red ranger may have been the captain who received all the glory, but it is the pink ranger of the heart who helms the Carina now. Kalliope is bringing the old gang back together. I've got Caeneus, … Continue reading Argot naught, læs/sæl
The haunted wordsmith presented this new age prompt as the day's genre writing challenge. She must have caught on to my super psionic psychic vibrations as yesterday I spent the day working on a new project of universal design. Allow me to show you a little preview of the beginning of my cosmos. Modern mystic … Continue reading Genre Writing Challenge April 14
Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with me. Instead of making friends, all I make are frenemies. Enmity concealed behind generalised amity. No enmore theatre showcases apathetic antipathy. Neon nobility in a skein, drink mead in a park. Paper bag princess, hark, a stegagraphic tyrant. Kimberly, the pink ranger. Gate keeper of the heart. Arrest … Continue reading Rumour has it the enemy is me
In the belly of a beast in the middle of the sea. I was protected for a little in the belly of big bertha. Up there in the atmosphere, uncle had me split in 2 to hide my truth from the duplicitous spies named Ever and Here. via Antigenesis - the beginning of the end … Continue reading Ante, Antigenesis.
all i can do is breathe you in. breathe you into my soul. and all i can see is your face smiling at me. and i fall in love all over again. trust in me, as i trust in you. i offer you my soul. confide in me as i confide in you. i offer … Continue reading strange aires
Kestrel relievings My tired family day, genealogy branch I trace the small predatory bird of quietest praise. Shadowy trill, the nosedive thrill. Highest perception of unpronounced skill. Final fantasy destiny to crash and burn upon the pinnacle of man's temple mountain. The trees of life and knowledge are watered by the fountain. Bloody and bleeding, … Continue reading Eidolone Summoning (FM04)
Thestrals receiving My little brother, buy me a pony. Oh brother, where art thou? Ride my battle steed. You look up to me for personality. My fame, my name, my face. Tiger blood in this rat race. Mister miser, supplicant, analgin of fan and fair, please help my pony over there. Under the tree, fallen … Continue reading Orpheum Summoning (FM03)