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psyche triskeli
Contributed by
alicewhite
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Friday, 26th July 2013 @ 08:19:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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i saw a white rabbit and i saw 111 triple numbers trinity triple goddess lonely missing my daughter when i could first speak snakelike voice whisphered comforted me, skeli i called him triskelion and i eye and me,
your majesty your highness by your side i stay tho you dont remember your mission your plan,
skeli i see and i dont understand how i see tomorrows in the here in and the now,
three times and triples tri skeli how i try, run run run hare three times legs white rabbit white rabbit white rabbit
not knowing yet what your showing white spectrum colour principle rainbow
wisdom sacred science knowledge white queen egg hatch hatchling egg forage
bard, poet, sing, octave prediction, knoweth
lug dagda ogme principle one pantheon irish daughter goddess god dog son
triangle triad triple tri goddess white goddess alice white rabbit triple hare, tri skeli 5th rank white queen chat room babble bespectacled sheep shop dream, triskeli 111 battle off with head red king queen.
merrily merrily merrily merrily life is but a dream.
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Re: psyche triskeli
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Saturday, 5th July 2014 @ 11:20:32 PM AEST (User
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great images, a bit deep for me, but its a cool poem, i
loved the bespectacled sheep heh,
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: psyche triskeli
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 11th November 2020 @ 08:35:04 AM AEST (User
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Ooooooooooh. I remember this one. I/'/m going through this timeline of your poems because I stumbled upon a memory. One thing led to another and there I was. 2013. Surgeries. Blah. I missed a lot and apparently the pain pills they gave me must have knocked me out because this poem needs much more attention.
Anywho, this poem is such an adventure and I need to read it again, thank you.
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