Enter the Underworld

descend into the earth and find shelter within tangled mycelium warmed by a blanket of fallen leaves and dirt whilst earthworms coil amidst encapsulated dreams of sunlight’s return * sleep in peaceful slumber untouched by the Crone’s icy tears by the crystalline frosts and bitter snowfalls as she mourns her fallen consort and awaits the turning … More Enter the Underworld

Edge

       Divisions We draw lines, create walls and fences, borders, to divide the ground into mine and yours, claiming ownership of a landscape, of an Earth, that will persist long after our demise. Does it belong to me? To you? Can it belong to anyone? We are but a fleeting presence in an existence that … More Edge