The
Spirits
Blessed be...
The
Spirits
The
moon gently flows through the clouds, arcing over the darkened sky, shining
down on the waves below, causing the tide to ebb slowly out to sea....
I I
now draw the power of the Moon Priestess into myself, merging with Her
power, the pure essence of the Goddess.
You Can Never Be Too Careful
I
don't care for your sins, I'm not here to purify you
I
don't want your bullshit, I don't want your pain
You
think it's funny don't you?
To
laugh at others misfortune
Well
hear me now,
Your
mortal days are numbered
You
shall never steal, maim or love again
You
will never see the brightness of the sun nor
worship
the moon
The
darkness will be forever yours, forever mine
It
will all catch up with you
The
power of the Spirit can never die
Be
careful what you wish for.
I'm
guessing most of you are beginners to the game. The game of reality vs
insanity. The game where there is no second chances. The game where
pain will sometimes over come your will to continue playing. The
game some choose to call Life.
Some
choose to spend their life looking meaning, others just take it one day
at a time. Some choose to follow the "spiritual" path, others follow
a religion basing their whole existence around the teachings of a dead
person. Some decide that their existence on earth is useless and
end it quickly, others make the fatal mistake of playing til the end.
Whatever
path you choose, whomever you choose to follow, whatever you choose to
do, think carefully...because it may very well be the last choice you ever
make.
It's
your call. 
Shall we move on.....
Celtic
sorts, Paganism and the Druids
The
Craft
Blessed
be.
