Not 4saken (en 20Nineteen)

Lyres gilt w/ kaumarya leaf, Accompanied by a peacock’s conceit, Pierce the barricades of a hindering darkness Whereby revealed is the flicker of an occulted light Whence crows, en sackcloth, take whispery flight That is the moment The crown of woe is w/drawn The very moment u realise U are NOT 4saken; Ganga’s shimmering flow […]

At-one-ment (4 20Eighteen)

En the year of the Heretic* En the year of Ganga’s Descent En the year of the Wolf-Skin At-one-ment beckons So, Keep still! Keep still And you are bound 2 feel (At the base of your spine Where Sri Ganesh lies content) Her sharp, pitch-black claws So, Keep Still! Keep still And you are bound […]