by Moe | Prison Poems, Quotes
Through the Fibonacci spirals of love we surf our creative sexual energy back through time and space to our heavenly homeland where we had met before. Together we forever bind our soul’s energies once again as one in the ethereal elements of the divine cosmos...
by Moe | Gods & Goddesses, Prison Poems
(By Edgar Allen Poe) – Lo! ’t is a gala night Within the lonesome latter years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres....
by Moe | Apocalypse, Prison Poems
Mount Hermon in Syria is along the 33rd parallel This is the place, where in the Book of Enoch, the Nephilim fell Mount Hermon formed the boundary of the dominions of the Ancient Israelites Where the Sons of God, those who are awake, had begun their plight The sons of...
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