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17596021_2252716351619657_8057323364139663360_nHear the Gregorian chant

Inuit, Viking, Sami

Circles of the globe

Pagan artifacts beneath snow

Vanquish now your uncertain fealty

If there is no forever how do we choose?

Crucifix or corn maiden

Behind lapsing trees

Long live the king, does up his fly, pissing on future

Embroidered metal

Outstretched blade

Burning the gods

In new Zealand the stone is green

Gaia grows weary and soon

What we called ours will be gone

Defiling sacred places we

Strive to be more than mortal

Shine a torch into the skies

Send a ship packed with explosives

Blow a flute, mountains will open

With wonder, open-mouthed children pass through

I gave up my child

To be a child with you

And you damned me

But you damned yourself too

Mythology can be real

If you start with truth

And a deadly outcome

For fools who dabble

defyingly blinded they will

Answer to the grace of karma

Bending like a goodnight kiss

Open your lips, let me drink you

In

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43 Replies to “Mythology”

  7. Ah no you are not reading it wrongly at all but then you never do. It’s frustrating, perplexing even, as I often write poems and think ‘I wonder what C will think?’ and then I go on and write something I would not necessarily wonder what you would think and then you read it and I forget to say ‘oh oh read the ones I wrote with you in mind!’ ha ha

  11. Please lead me gently by the hand to the one where you had me in mind. I am immensely flattered and I would love to add my twopenneth worth, for what it is worth.

  16. And i’ve been a bad reader in that I DO read but don’t share my opinion enough … this I will rectify because I want to and because you are worth it. Forgive me, I have struggled through a protracted illness but will be coming out the other side with wings.

  28. This is in a whole other level:
    “I gave up my child
    To be a child with you
    And you damned me
    But you damned yourself too
    Mythology can be real
    If you start with truth
    And a deadly outcome
    For fools who dabble
    defyingly blinded they will
    Answer to the grace of karma
    Bending like a goodnight kiss
    Open your lips, let me drink you
    In”
    The intensity in these lines alone drew me in as the reader and I did not move. This is lovely, Candice.

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  38. “I gave up my child to be a child with you.” this period of history (through Charlemagne and the dark ages) is the drift I caught here, and it’s often where my own imagination goes to torment itself.
    Imagine the pain of our ancestors, probably can feel it at night when it’s quiet.

  39. I am doing great. I have been so busy, but happy. I missed reading your masterpieces. I try, from time to time, to read all of my favorite blogs, but sometimes it is impossible because of the time. You are always in my thoughts. Stay awesome!!!

  40. Yeah everyone says how you are too busy these days I can relate it is hard to find time especially when like you, you have a lot of followers. I’m glad you are happy though my friend – good to hear!

  42. In the villages, the Inuit learned Western culture. Government agencies built clinics and schools, and “in many places, Inuit children were required to attend schools that emphasized non-native traditions.”
    The Inuit population grew so much that their traditional hunting could not support the larger population. Some hold-outs lived in camps, but they soon moved into the villages because they could get jobs and food was plentiful.
    Read here to know more about A few of the more prominent Inuit gods and goddesses include: https://www.ancient-origins.net/history/survival-unforgiving-world-0010672

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