What can I say..
Something important
definitely broke in me.
Which neural pathway
flourishes the most?
The One you feed..

The One I feed
is that which feeds
The Devil.
And so he whispers
in my head
relentlessly..
Convincing me
I am his bitch
right now..
Therefore,
I am his …

The Great Orion
Part III - The Moonly Gospel

Oh Great Orion..
Art thou not
Thrice-Greatest
of all fools..
Who aimed
the arrow
of thy highest
longing..
at the pale
and Rosy Moon.

Artemis..
That, which
he loved
most..
The Hunt itself.
Embodied
in The Word
and in The Flesh.
Alas …

The Great Orion
Part II - The Earthly Gospel

Oh Great Orion..
Art thou not
Thrice-Greatest
of all fools..
Who traveled
far across
the land..
to strike upon
thy deepest truth.
Who shot the arrow
of thy fire forth..
towards a higher calling
from the heavens
up above..
away from Earth …

The Great Orion
Part I - Omen Scrying

Orion spoke..
upon a time
when he was
in good health:
“To fall by that
which you love most..
that is the highest
form of wealth.”

And of The All..
The Greatest Hunter
from the days of olde
would know..
That which he …

What is so beautiful..
about The Ocean?
What makes all maidens
who have sailed
his boundless breadths..
Dive with their hearts
wide open..
straight into his
noble depths?

Is it the sweetness
of his gentle breeze?
That beckons to them
with his loving ease
instead of force..
Is it the …

You pesky,
little sparrow..
Yes. You cracked
the code..
You have figured
me out!!
The dots are now
connected..
beyond shadow
of all reasonable
doubt.

The All-observing Eye..
That happens to be
both The Poet’s sigil
and The Devil’s mark.
The Pyramids of Egypt..
all of these allude …

What is so beautiful..
about The Sun?
Is it his brilliance,
that shineth brightly..
shedding light
on darkness
from afar?
Is it the way he fuses
simple elements
to sweetest nectar
of The Gods
within his hottest core?
The way he freely gives
his love to others..
without keeping score …

I’ve been a vocal
advocate for love
in every which way..
monogamous
and polyamorous
and straight
and gay.

These days,
there are so many
flavors of it
for all sorts of people
to choose freely.
And I don’t
judge them for it..
I encourage all of it
wholeheartedly …

Surely there is
a genie..
at the bottom
of this bottle.
Within his hands,
he holds
the big kahona..
winning ticket
for The Devil’s Lotto.

The jackpot
happens to be
my immortal soul.
The moment
that I clinch it..
I escape
The Devil’s
vice grip..
I am whole …

Some truths about me
people seem to get
completely wrong..
I am a singer
in God’s chorus..
but I’m not His song.
I’m not the flowing water..
but I am The River.
I’m not The Devil’s Fire..
but I am its giver.