i know little of the China today… Mostly that the people are now guided by evil. A ‘good’ evil.

Society. Structure. Survival, as evil manages to survive in all shadows.

Shadows: A family familiar. And scorn.

There has been a change to the program. Light is now centered in the Old earth, at it grows…It grows hungry.

i will destroy the China of today and replace with tremendous force to bring Sinim back from the ashes.

Finally… a real job.

Touch now, the vibrations.

死亡

Written by: The Star of Bethlehem

Happy birthday Jesus.

It is good to see you came.

Today the sky sings.

Written by: (Not a fucking penguin)

Oh what a tease the Sun was today

Casting shadows on the lake today

Fully exposed by holes drilled in the sky to let the fish see’

Swimming all secure below me

(but there was the hook. baited. worms and all. waiting…)

“Got one!”

Yeehaw, another perch took flight and the sun replied, “Yeah. Whatever. Okay.”

Written by: A closet beaver

There is water underfoot; flowing; seeping; going capillary, going gravity

Oozing in the layers

Showing the rods just where to drill (Todd, it will be a gusher)

*

Some people say, “witching,”

Ha! I say, bullshit.

Witching makes the water as if by magic, God made the water already

let it be explained.

*

Inside you flows water divine.

Full to the brim with piss and shit

So too, the planet.

*

Water speaks to water just as a heart can beat with hate or love, frigid or passion.

All around hydrogen and oxygen combine

but wait, there’s more.

*

A smile today as the teeth of the excavator took a dip and scratched the surface

and there now flows a stream

thanks God, for the water.

Written by: A Sandstorm

Today ends the day of the Winter solstice

Revelers frolic amid fleshly smiles in a setting given name: Stonehenge/’ (nurcos)

Numbers of hearts multiplied, children of earth playing games with what they truly mock.

Casting stones in anger

Skipping stones upon the water

Hygging

Stropshtir

Becknoni

Oowlssssssssss hissssssssss as a tree weeps and shakes in anger

Tonight though, tonight free from such human thoughts, soul drenched in ice cold fier re er

rejoice…

To dance with my son

To dance with my daughter

To sip memories with my siters och broder

Shaking with lagu

Written by: A tadpole

To thread the eye of a needle and then sew a world torn apart

Up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down in repetition as the machine hissed sunlight and darkness

Morning and evening

Year after year of a thread running bare, a machine running on madness, and continuation of the tear.

It was time for a change, a time to unplug from a world, a time to be a cloud.

Free from the needle and thread

Free from the hate and evil of a world

Free to be nothing more than a thought.

Written by: A Rock

Reaching out a smell of heaven seated on the roots of hell

Frost brought down the color purple, the color to please temptation

Able to laugh at the wind,

bend with rain

and barely shiver with the blanketing comfort of snow.

*

There is one still clinging to color, still attracting passerby attention

i smile knowing the humor God displays

always there playing

and there is proof to all existence

the smell of lavender in the air.

Written by: An Ants Breath

Angry mist nested the gullet of sail

“Thar she blows!”

Disillusion of mighty pride and his harpoon.

“Aye! Steer course true!”

*

Mistress of the sea she beckoned a Titan

Flury of tail painted the sky

He charged.

*

From depths beyond Hell to soar in reminder higher than Heaven

Seagulls cackling in laughter

There floating upon a bed of wormwood

The pride of a whale.