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  • howl
  • burn the witch
  • To create a more benevolent human presence on earth paradoxically we might need a more fierce, bestial, feral and wild presence on earth. We might need to connect with our animal senses and the wild Gods and Goddesses and beasts which live around us and inside us. We may need to cry out voluptously in grief, to leap up in exquisite untamed celebration or to assert ourselves with renegade ferocity. We may need to express the strange mythical powers behind our body symptoms and social problems if we are to find wholeness.
  • spending the afternoon with death
  • beautiful animals

Recent Comments

Finn's avatarFinn on something wilder
Aliina VanKersen's avatarAliina VanKersen on wolf’s heart
Aliina VanKersen's avatarAliina VanKersen on star witness
Aliina VanKersen's avatarAliina VanKersen on the truth is out there…
Spiritwolf's avatarSpiritwolf on struggle

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Author: Spiritwolf

dreamer, writer, explorer, creative, critical thinker, maker of my own reality. part left - part right brained, often found out chasing fish, the moon, music, muse... the magical, mystical and metaphysical, art, travel, foodndranks, my pack, beauty, the light and the dark, adventures, the arcane, the strange and profane...
dwellers on the threshold
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dwellers on the threshold

The path of growth and evolution is sometimes a solitary one. You may need to leave certain places, people and … Continue reading dwellers on the threshold

a certain someone
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a certain someone

“You seem pretty damn certain that I’m going to sleep with you”, she said. “Well, eventually there could be some … Continue reading a certain someone

ripples and waves
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ripples and waves

I wanted love So she told me not to seek it Instead she showed me How to feel it and … Continue reading ripples and waves

staring at the sea
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staring at the sea

We’ve been lovers before and we have been friends two souls traveling together through time the connection never really ends … Continue reading staring at the sea

angels and demons
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angels and demons

once our lips met and I tasted her kiss she called me her angel and she sighed with soft bliss … Continue reading angels and demons

puppy
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puppy

I lull her to sleep and kiss her tired eyes I watch her and keep her and stay by her … Continue reading puppy

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always in fashion

The most attractive items that a gentleman should always wear… a fitted shirt of honesty, a necktie made of trust, … Continue reading always in fashion

just felt
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just felt

she came to me as a riddle a mystery like a poem with some art something that could never be … Continue reading just felt

la petit mort
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la petit mort

Her breath quickened Arching her back Her hips meeting mine in rhythm Her eyes searching and wild Parting her lips … Continue reading la petit mort

wolf’s heart
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wolf’s heart

my mama bore a son with a mouth like a gun teeth blood-stained red spitting words like hot lead searching … Continue reading wolf’s heart

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