Category: My Video
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Ask Me *
Ask Me This * Ask Me Ask me this: What do you want? Iβll answer you thus: Peace and quiet. Ask me this: What do you desire? Iβll answer you thus: To go my own way. Ask me this: What do you need? Iβll answer you thus: The basic necessities. Ask me this: Why do…
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Uilleann
Uilleann This is something a little different. It is not prose, but it does tell a story. It is not poetry, but it is poetic. It is something special for the eyes and the ears. I can take credit for nothing but the concept and the execution. If you are sensitive to intense displays then…
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Faeries and Fyre
Faeries and Fyre Dancing and piping, singing the old songs With faeries, dryads and all the lesser spirits, Telling ancient tales passed hand to hand, Fathers to sons, mothers to daughters All the village bairns seated at their knee. Hearken to tales that came from beyond the sea Hearken to stories that speak to me…
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Faeries and Fyre
Faeries and Fyre Dancing and piping, singing the old songs With faeries, dryads and all the lesser spirits, Telling ancient tales passed hand to hand, Fathers to sons, mothers to daughters All the village bairns seated at their knee. Hearken to tales that came from beyond the sea Hearken to stories that speak to me…
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Wendigo
The wendigo is a creature or spirit native to the northern forests of Nova Scotia the Atlantic Coast and Great Lakes Region of Canada. The wendigo may appear as a monster with some characteristics of a human or as a spirit who has possessed a human being. They are powerful magic. Strange things can happen…
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Lost
Round, round, turn round again Looking for horizons on the edge of the world And finding none. Just this vast mirror-flat sea of nothing, An arching vault above casting back the same. Disquiet, unease, rising uncertainty and confusion Each feeding upon the other leading up the path To bleak despair. Lost. I am lost, deprived…
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Lost
Lost Round, round, turn round again Looking for horizons on the edge of the world And finding none. Just this vast mirror-flat sea of nothing, An arching vault above casting back the same. Disquiet, unease, rising uncertainty and confusion Each feeding upon the other leading up the path To bleak despair. Lost. I am lost,…
Palimpsest 