I loved this picture. There was something in it and about it that made Me take a deep breath in. A slave peeking out the window. Knowing it is only he and I.


My mood is very docile this morning.

I know that I have a million and one things to conquer yet I am not doing any of them and My guess is that I won't accomplish them until I really, really have to.

That darkness stirring inside of My head. Making it near impossible to focus My mind on anything else. So I am just taking the time to relish in those thoughts. That aching and stirring deep down inside of My gut. Making Me look at things differently, take a deeper breathe and devour those thoughts as often as I can.

There is nothing more beautiful then seeing light through the darkness. It is even more beautiful when you can see the darkness through the light. Many know not of what I speak. Most do not understand. Yet, for those that have sat inside the darkness they understand very well.

My sadistic urges are screaming out as well this morning. What I would not give for a few swings of the flogger. I do not even think it is the craving of it that I need so badly but the chance to let go of some of the frustration that is bubbling within My gut.


I heard this song today and felt the need to post it.

Under the ruins of a walled city

Crumbling towers and beams of yellow light

No flags of truce, no cries of pity

The siege guns had been pounding all through the night

It took a day to build the city

We walked through its streets in the afternoon

As I returned across the field's I'd known

I recognized the walls that I once made

I had to stop in my tracks for fear

Of walking on the mines I'd laid



And if I built this fortress around your heart

Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire

Then let me build a bridge

For I cannot fill the chasm

And let me set the battlements on fire



Then I went off to fight some battle

That I'd invented inside my head

Away so long for years and years

You probably thought or even wished that I was dead

While the armies are all sleeping

Beneath the tattered flag we'd made

I had to stop in my track for fear

Of walking on the mines I'd laid



And if I built this fortress around your heart

Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire

Then let me build a bridge

For I cannot fill the chasm

And let me set the battlements on fire



This prison has now become your home

A sentence you seem prepared to pay

It took a day to build the city

We walked through its streets in the afternoon

As I returned across the lands I'd known

I recognize the fields where I'd once played

I had to stop in my tracks for fear

Of walking on the mines I'd laid



And if I built this fortress around your heart

Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire

Then let me build a bridge

For I cannot fill the chasm

And let me set the battlements on fire                        

Goddess Isis Moon