We are Heathen

The spell that we have been living under all our lives is weakening, sister. The world is changing and everyone is just holding their breath We are released into the wilderness We wander through the primordial forest strangers to it, strangers to ourselves. We stalk the shadows that stalk us in the back alleys of a haunted city that we used to call home We inhale and exhale the smoke of illusion We put on new clothes for new occasions and do mention the hiss that the smoke machine makes […]

The world has gone mad

The world has gone mad again, And as the gulf between what is thinkable And what is sayable grows wider and wider I wonder what the future holds in store For those who will follow in our footsteps. A red moon looms overhead But her name is never to be spoken We must dutifully ignore The Gods of Yore. We have no need for such superstition now We are becoming omnipotent We will soon be immortal Who cares about a Moon Who says she is a Goddess? She clearly isn’t […]

Le monde tourne mal

Le monde tourne mal, Alors que le fossé entre le concevable Et le dicible grandit et grandit Je me demande ce que le futur nous réserve Pour celles et ceux qui suivront nos traces. Une lune rouge se profile à l’horizon Mais son nom n’est jamais dit Nous devons consciencieusement ignorer Les dieux anciens. Ces superstitions ne sont plus utiles maintenant Nous sommes tout-puissant.es Bientôt immortel.les Qui se soucie encore de la lune? Qui a dit que c’était une déesse? Elle n’en est rien. Les scientifiques gouvernementaux ont clairement montré […]