The gnarled old floor creaks ominously underfoot
As my broken spirit plummets,
Spiralling hopelessly downward
To where the shattered picture lies,
Framed amidst glittering blood-drenched shards;
Gritty, gut-crunching splinters
Stinging my cold, bare feet.
I try once again and....
I've lost my smile forever now
And know not where it went.
Stripped so unkindly away
With such dry-sobbing sadness:
Tear-drenched, bitter-sweet memories
Ring endlessly throughout this darkness
That was me.
I try once again and....
Oh once I was so young and rich and proud,
Sparkling brightly under time's slow rich burden,
Wanting
...
Hello Bruce and other experts of the field.
It's possible to do astral projection with the own partner and travel together in other planes of existence?
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Re: BOOK SALE
Dreamweaver
olyris 25th June 2022, 09:45 PM- life and energy, enthusiasm you might say --> joy
- death and energy, morbid you might allow --> horror