Betwixt twilight and dawn
T'was a terror that spoke,
Ridding me of my blessings
And tore me of my senses.
Curled and coward I shook!
Uttering of Lords,
I cracked my voice,
"Devils Live!
T'is them creeping
Deep in darkness!"
When God's hold their breathe
And the Sun dies for sin!
Breathe you wretched child
And live once again!
But when the word is said
And stands the Priest over the Dead
Remind yourself not, that what ever
those men and women died for,
They could have loved it more
were they here instead.
Still they feed on what against you heed;
Dripping, still with thirst.
They will drink you dry
And lick their lips as if you were the first..
To banish them from the night
Regard my words for their worth!
Remember the chant in the midst of tarnish
And survive my lovely soul child, renew your birth!
"Think more than you speak"
"How do you get rid of the pain of having pain in the first place? You get rid of expectations"
"You are everything that is. Open yourself to the love and understanding that is available."
"To see God, you have to have met the Devil."
"When you know how to listen, everyone becomes a guru."
" One time, I didn't do anything, and it was so empty... Almost as if I wasn't doing anything. Then I wrote about it. It was fulfilling."