THE HOUSE OF BONES

Poetry and photography of ExLaMort

• WELCOME TO THE HOUSE OF BONES.
• We live in the grip of thousands of years of a culture that thrives only by slowly killing the earths inhabitants. It devours the minds and souls of almost all it encounters , keeping them in mental , spiritual and physical shackles. It survives to this day taking on the form of a sinister entity destroying as it wallows in its own diseased surroundings. Its fingers are long and its psyche warped by greed and deception. It thrives by contaminating every soul it encounters with its own evil idealism. My soul copes not well within such a despotic dictatorship of the insane , I am haunted and hounded by it , rebelling in despair at the bleakness of what surrounds it and my soul seeks its escape. It prays for the ediface to finally consume itself in its own power drunk psychotic cravings and that one day the exiled children of the Sacred will return to recreate a paradise on earth.
• Contained here are some desperate pleas & yearnings of a soul tortured by the demons devastating the earth , her creatures and the free human souls awake long enough to see the evil laying waste to the world.

POETRY AND PHOTOGRAPHY

POETRY
GHOSTS OF PROGRESS 1
GHOSTS OF PROGRESS 2

Thank you for your visit to The House of Bones. This site is dedicated to all the free souls who lived and fought for their right to live on their land given to them by the creator before the industrial holocaust stole it from them. We must all fight in our own ways , that we see fit , for justice , honesty and freedom upon this earth. ExLaMort