Return to Magick

someone onces asked me what does it mean to shine. to shine the light of One. eternal. how do i have the right? as my knees. buckle in defiance. of what must be. to bask in yesods shadows, to reminese in the garden of eden, in the land of divine mother, my nuit, i may have said to much. excuse me as i collect myself again. what stares unmoving back at me. the lingering roots of old whitered ashen trees. there........ and gone again. beyond the illuminating endless expance of extravangant lands lays that which we welcome effortlessly back. magick the roar of dragons upon the beating hearts of many. the dance of shiva Rudra Tandava. imagine bearing fruits of wisdom. upon the thirsty. as we again fall down the tree