Bushbabies and Bananas

Image: credit Unknown When I look back I do not want to see that Evil continued, because I did not want to know, because life was more comfortable so. When I am remembering my life, I do not want to hear the children’s screams as they’re betrayed by those in positions of power, broken bodies and shattered dreams, raped, tortured, killed by politicians we vote for. I do not want to feel the animals’ pain at their moment of slaughter so that some twisted human's bloodlust thrills, or as they are murdered to feed our insatiable need for their drained flesh. Don’t let me see the blood-soaked ground where countless people have died slain by our own governments’ lies to fulfill the plans of the Satanic Elite who sacrifice the Innocent at Lucifer’s feet as they gorge themselves full of power from the kill. No, no, no let me rather cry now, let me try now, let me fight now, if need be, let me die now, so I can go into the shadows one day at peace with my...

© 2017 I am a cat stalking along city rooftops independent and free nobody owns me I am a swan dreaming gently in the pale gold reeds at the lake’s edge sheltering for the winter I am a dragon soaring high overheard roaring flames to protect Her land I am a deer trembling in the misty purple heather I quiver, every fibre of my being alert to the sound of Him coming through the deepening Dusk Inchnadamph, Assynt, Scotland, 2002 With all of my heart and soul with every atom and particle along every string and wave in the multiverse I love the King Stag I feel His love in the heat of the sun warming me I see His power in the strength of the eagle’s wing as He glides overhead my heart breaks for His nobility as He dips His antlers to Her full light rising a pale circle like a fat dew drop on a green leaf in the deep forest I am a spider spinning my web new and glistening each day trying to tell Him in a different way how much I love H...