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good evening dearest Adagio thank you graciously the song put me in a slightly hypntic state beinging forward what was aready in my thoughts thank you very much ❤️
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The whole piece is great but that opening line is magic.
It also reminds me of the movie Dune.
The desert sands look so smooth and soft.
My older son told me once they remind him of butter. lolMark and I had a conversation today about the Sahara desert and how years ago it had an oasis.
How time and the earth can shift!I think I’m inspired now to write about the desert!
You rock chica!
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hello beautiful Adelphina you have a lovely soul and I love where your inspiration took you… I was listening to the song I shared and went into a hypnotic state and landed in the desert in Enoch the angel Michael was ordered to bind his brother Azazel with a chain in the desert who is specifially talking here I am unsure… sometimes I channel what I hear….but that it took you to such a beautiful place is wonderful perhaps to that place before the problems in the Garden thank you sweet lady ❤️
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Cool stuff, Brenda. I like the imagery that you pulled together. It has an almost looming presence overwatching it.
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hello dearest Styxian thank you for picking up the vibe of this write I don’t always like what comes through but am bound to write as I hear…this I believe in part to be Azazel talking thank you for your thoughts ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with amazing imagery my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreThe Night Calls I was born on a Winter storm filled with lightning, in a room of emptiness, alone, naked, with blood flowing from riotous guitar beats. Trouble was my given name. Life is funny, twisted, with many false destinations, but this road has led me to you, and...
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Awww this is fantastic. I love all the imagery and longing.
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There’s a sense of vastness to this. From the galaxies to the winter storm…and love at the end. I would say this is a powerful poem, my friend
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Read MoreDark Alice Comes to CallBy FlatDaddyShe gnawsjaws and clawslike silver to a vampireburning fireripping, tearing through my backdown my leg nerves ripped from deep insidescreaming, seeming like I'm dreamingso damned unrealskin, muscles bonesbreaking, taking me to placesno man ever has...
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haunting and chilling with a twist ❤️
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Thank you, Crimsin. This is an old piece from my years fighting morphine addiction, given by doctors to treat my pain from an accident. It took twenty years to get free from it completely — and yet I am not free of pain killers. I’ve no choice there. I’m not sure I will keep this posted. It is not me anymore. But thank you for your words, I appreciate them.
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Pain here isn’t metaphor — it’s a rabid animal chewing bone, and you let it howl.
Even in the morphine fog, your voice stays feral and human, refusing to die quiet.-
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Thank you, Thomas; from you, these words mean more. I wasn’t sure if I should let this one out of it’s closet. I think I may take it down after a short stay. It’s like having a hated uncle drop by to see “how things are now,” with a wink. Ya can’t kick him out, that would be rude. And you want him to know he doesn’t scare you anymore. Then you can gladly kick his ass out.
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The urgency in this is palpable. The way concepts almost run together in the frantic need. Intense. That’s a good word for it. It feels like PTSD and addiction ripping at the page here. Brilliant but it makes me sad for the man who survived that, and glad that it was in the past
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Survival is the key, Willow. No need for sadness. Life is what matters most. And I am VERY glad it was in the past.
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It’s fantastic, Brenda.