Ignorance is not bliss
I do not like to be ignored
I am quite sure that ignorance has its flaws
I do not like being lonely
I’d like you to hear what I say
I do not like ignorance
It is an anti-social display!
I started a more focused twitter account today. I generally browse and socialise on my old account @FantasyFed but I am focusing my socialising with a new account called @TardyCreative I am only adding specific people there, primarily, people I speak to the most or have an interest in what they are saying and want to be alerted by them more.
To me the shadows blanket me from the woes of mortality
I can watch, but I won’t feel
It is a blessing to be what I am
A creature of the shadows
I sit and watch in anticipation as the shadowlands cover the world to sleep
Babies cry in their mothers arms, cradled by helplessness
I could almost pity them
But I do not
The city falls slowly to sleep
As the shadowlands bite its way to my door
I open the door eagerly awaiting an embrace
The vines of darkness coil around my body mind and soul almost crushing me
But they know their own
Their grasp loosen and I feel kissed
Come play with us the shadowlands call
And I heed them
The shadowlands swamp the world with its biting shadowy glaze
Covering the mortal realm like a blanket with a cold sharp wind
Frozen to the bone the mortal men pray for the darkness to be vanquished by sunlight
But the darkness just keeps biting
Biting the tears of the mortal men as the tears drop onto the cheeks of the men and groan
Will the darkness ever cease?
I hope not, for I call it home
I am trying so hard to learn the technology needed to edit a few simple things on this blog! It is taking me days and there are things I don’t know how to to do – such as the post title shouldn’t be black, you can’t see the title that way, I want to change the color of it, I am also finding it really hard to create a complete new banner for this new blog name.
Technology is one of those subjects that stresses me out – it does so all the more, when I know nobody who is efficient at it to help me!
It’s going to take me a few days to understand what the blazes I am doing – I am trying to update the site, new name and stuff.
I found a hagstone today under a clump of rye grass in my garden, came at a great moment in time for me too! At a time I wasn’t feeling very safe!
While walking along the beach we were lucky enough to come across this beautiful Hag Stone. Some have one large hole through them whole others have several smaller ones. Ours has three, which was perfect for us as that day we had our youngest daughter with us so it felt as if it was a gift for all of us. We weren’t looking for one intentionally, and often if you are, you will never find one as they tend to find you when the time is right.
Hag Stones have been used for protection, charms, and other forms of magick for generations. You may have heard of them being called Holy stones, Holey stones, Wish stones, Fairy Stones, or Witch Stones. They were often hung on keys, doorways, over beds, or around the neck of a person or their animals (pets and livestock) to protect them from negativity and the…
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In the land of the kelp dragons all mossy and green
The creatures are preparing a coronation for a new fairy queen
Her dress is green felt embroidered with ferns and her crown is gold apricots that won’t spoil or turn
She rides to the scene with an elegant mare, that’s decorated with blueberries, apples and pears
The dragons sit around protecting the queen
Nothing can harm them, they are too supreme
The fairies all gather around in the fen
As the dragons give their blessings to the queen and them
Before the dawn comes all have fun at the ball
The royal procession is fun time for all
Before the sunrises, the queen kisses goodbye, to all the kelp dragons and tries not to cry
Because she won’t ever see them again, as they only come to fairies if its coronation time again
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