A place to put outside what’s inside, in whatever way with whatever opinion I may have at the time on whatever topic I fancy uplifting or admonishing. It may be of the self or society or about an apple that freaked me out. Mashing it up.
Though I’ve spoke in the twilight with Luna Screamed in the desert at Christ Dreamt in the ocean by Proteus’ side Slept next to clouds upon Zeus I am, still, defined, by this divide
I’ve Held heavens horizon by Yahweh’s truce To drink from Pirene as Pegasus stands Gaurding my vice as Gaia tames land. With icharus carried the dragons egg I am, still, in temptation, by my right hand.