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    WE'VE BEEN SERVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

     

     

    Glad you liked it! I'm definitely following your screaming burning crushing journal of pain, it looks awesome! Could you tell me a bit about the horse stance? I just had a quick google of it and it sounds interesting, getting grounded being one of my major challenges at the mo. :)

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    So just a quick hello basically, I'm Cathal, I'm twenty and I'm from Ireland. Always been interested in this typa stuff, things started moving a bit faster for me around this time last year and now I've decided to take steps, build a more regular practice and all that kind of jabber.

     

    I'm a bit of a poet, so I'll be posting a few things here and there in time to come.

     

    Looking forward to meeting all y'all, and here's some of one of my poems, just a short intro. :D

     

     

    We ignored the rotting fruit

    Cut to the core to find the truth

    To find the pips, to plant the seeds

    To spread the roots to grow the trees

    To mark the boundaries of our boundlessness

    Built embassies of emptiness

    Where all the keys we found were blessed

    And opened gates to wilderness

    Where we searched for why, to where from whence?

    Looked under seas and influence

    From centre out to circumfrence

    On mountain tops we pitched our tents

    We crept through clefts and climbed to crests

    Where bumblebees had feathered nests

    Of warp and weave and woof and weft

    Of time and space and length and breadth

    We swore solemn oaths to never part

    With such a path as held such art

    As columns sprung from Nature's heart

    Like lightning's lungs spit Zeus' darts

    We tracked chariots across the sky

    And when all was done, lay down to die

    We greeted death in Western haze

    And waited life from Eastern blaze

    The lessons learned we can't express

    Each moment magick, made and blessed