“You do not win a game of chess by being a chess piece but without them there is no game to play.”
Archive for The Hierophant
Your Move
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Made Of Stars, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Hierophant on 06/06/2020 by GeoSolusThe Meditation
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Made Of Stars, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hierophant on 03/06/2020 by GeoSolusStill
Looking for finality
A satisfying conclusion
To the battles and struggles
Made by man and his illusions
All these years
Decades
Centuries
I have waited for the day
Still
Silence is my appeaser
Where the thought finds a way
To circumvent the conflict
And live another day
Another day of waiting
As decades pass
Centuries
And still I wait
Same Old Song
Posted in Writing with tags Fair Flames, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Hierophant, The Slow Burn on 25/03/2019 by GeoSolusThe manipulator dropped one pace behind the hymn while announcing the enemy ahead. The hymn inquired who this enemy may be, seeing nothing more than a startled old couple under a neon glare. “Your family” came the reply and yet the people before hymn were complete strangers.
Blunt
Posted in Writing with tags Fair Flames, geosolus, lyric, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hierophant, The Slow Burn on 27/01/2019 by GeoSolusThe edge dulled
Too many battles
That last conversation
Proved fatal
The end bypassed
By some strange
Twist of fate
We had a moment
That no longer relates
And I dive
In to this hopelessness
Hoping it concludes
Never mind
It doesn’t matter
It’s past
It’s gone
But not as gone
As I am
Ethereal
Posted in Music, Writing with tags Fair Flames, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hierophant, The Slow Burn on 13/07/2018 by GeoSolusA ring in the dark
Turns to a whisper
Seeping in to a slumbering soul
The message is clear
But will he remember
Which path to take
To once more feel whole
Shemanism
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hierophant, The Mysteries on 24/01/2018 by GeoSolusRead what is written
Not what you think has been said
For the ink is my blood
Running blue
In to red
The author of authority
The law you obey
For I am the predator
And you are my prey
Kneel down before me
And open your soul
I’ll reach deep inside you
And give you a goal
My purpose
Your purpose
I am all you need
But the ink well is dry
So for me you shall bleed
Now read what is written
It is not what you think
For I am the author
And you are the ink
That I spill with abundance
In glory to me
And once you run dry
I’ll declare that you’re free
And worship they will
The one who gave all
In the name of a father
Who let his child fall
In to the pit
Of delusion and hate
In order to live
On the back of your fate
Y
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hierophant, The Mysteries on 05/09/2017 by GeoSolusWrite the letters
Find the song
Unspoken words
Healing the wrongs
Of days gone by
I missed the point
Of no return
The fork in the road
Where passions burn
And refuse to die
That’s where you stood
With heart on sleeve
Asking me
To just believe
And never question why
Knowledge! I said
Is all need
Whether I smile
Whether I bleed
I’ll hold you deep inside
The Devil’s Notes
Posted in Music, Writing with tags Fair Flames, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Devil's Notes, The Hierophant on 01/02/2017 by GeoSolusYou may pander to your priests and messiahs with the hope of being one of the chosen but the all seeing eye has you counted and when judgement is made, the devil takes all.
Finders keepers
Posted in Diary with tags The Hierophant on 16/05/2016 by GeoSolusWe are all lost souls but some of us live long enough to find ourselves.