Our Children

The intolerable tyrant will meet a mighty end.
The worst of fates Beset
those who dismiss and abuse

Boys who want to be Gods
pretending to be men.
will be cast in stone
and tossed below
for their sins.

Artemis is hunting.
Caireen is crying out.
Stylianos has abandoned refuge
and Jizo is awake.
Nicholas of Myra is a
Patron on the take.

There is work to be done
for the cause of the soul.
A child kept
in a cage

Ask Bes to keep you.
The storm is quick to rise.
Time is watching now
and it’s ready for a fight.



Beset- Female counterpart to Bes
Artemis- Diana Nemorensis
Stylianos- Hermit/Saint
Nicholas of Myra- Saint Nicholas
Caireen- Cailleach’s Irish Counterpart (although I believe they are two different imaginings)

Jizo- Jizo Bodhisattva 




When the mood strikes she can be anything.
A rigged explosion of love, fury, envy, and greed.
Ready for sacrifice in the shadow of Kali.

Be wary young Bird, she will tell you true.
The Ego devours a heart on the hunt
it can destroy you.

Kali is walking in your stead.
A bull without horns
can still see red.

To be continued…


Sometimes when I am in the past,
I can see the things that were meant to be.
A shrewd and subtle foreboding persists there, collecting dust.
We all played our parts in it,
made sacrifices and surrendered endlessly to it.
Greedy for attention and simple recognition of
how special we really were.
Everyone watching and waiting then,
learning how to survive.
Slaves to ambition,
slinging drinks and talking shit.
We were deep in hope then,
tremendously alive.