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The Secret Alchemy of Shakespeare
What is often ignored or overlooked by academics is the vast amount of occult and magical references in Shakespeare's plays and poetry to the art of astrology, alchemy and magic. Qudos Academy examines in detail the "Bard's" interest in Neo-Platonic Symbolism from the time.
https://qudosacademy.org/the-secret-alchemy-of-shakespeare/
Tuesday 29th August 2023 10:15 am
Hoe for a Season
Every now and again
She gets this feeling
OMG, it’s hoeing season
She’ll be a hoe for a season
Hoping to be teasin’, pleasin’ you
Ho Ho Ho, Hoe!
Ain’t nothin’ wrong about it
Ever met a hoe trilla than thee?
I doubt it
She’ll be your hoe if only for a season
Hope to be pleasin’, just teasin (wink)….you
She don’t drink, but she do keep that green
Oh, oh but does t...
Friday 21st May 2021 5:57 pm
Last Time
You see, as I’ve been waiting on the love of my life
Waiting so we can walk off into paradise
Thinking I was in love
Once, maybe twice before
Now I know betta
So Imma do betta
But not before I hit up not bae
Told ‘em let me put this thang on ya
One last time
Before the love of my life comes
Knocking on my door
One last time, before we have to say goodbye
Let me ...
Friday 21st May 2021 5:54 pm
Elixir
I drink the elixir of your words
to calm my nerves,
to hear the crunch of leaves
on my way to brighter days,
to see another creative soul
soar above the chaos of a broken life,
to witness corrosion
turn to gold,
to prolong the beauty of this moment,
indefinitely.
Friday 15th January 2021 5:13 pm
What Became Of That Poor Girl?
Nothing could stop what we did
Alchemy dictates its conclusion,
Tangled in an urgent chemistry
Physically desperate for fusion
What became of that poor girl?
Hiding those scars on her wrist
Bruises like plates on her back
Her lips in pain when we kissed
A freshers' conference is wild
Or used to be in olden times
Before masks and distancing
And other anti-...
Tuesday 22nd September 2020 11:06 am
Disappearing Ink
You pen beautiful poems,
revealing hurts, worries,
secret desires of your soul.
Dancing on high wires,
creating cosmic alchemy,
then your words
are gone in a blink.
You must be using
disappearing ink!
Friday 10th January 2020 3:22 am
My Dopamine
Your words flow
though my veins
and light up my soul
like nothing
I've ever known.
Chemical alchemy.
Cosmic destiny.
Beyond comprehension.
From another dimension.
Steam. My dopamine.
Thursday 10th January 2019 12:54 pm
The Illusionist
It seems that the old-time "magic show" is experiencing something of a renaissance, especially in the visual mass media. Even so, I doubt its fundamental attraction will alter one iota. The gap between acclaim and scorn is still wafer-thin.
The Illusionist
Pay attention, dear reader, and I'll weave a magic vein,
where rabbits live in top hats and assistants float in air,
wher...
Thursday 18th January 2018 11:37 am
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