Borne on the unburdened laughter of a group of distant friends and the ge... read more
Borne on the unburdened laughter of a group of distant friends and the ge... read more
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Now, in a little valley nestled in the mountains in the west of Ireland, I had started to smile without knowing why, and I started to dream of the tomorrows that await me.
Wed, September 12, 2007 - 4:12 AM
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Borne on the unburdened laughter of a group of distant friends and the gentle companionship of an inquisitive but confused stag, i feel the unrequited love of a childless father, the purposeful acceptance of a lonely death foreseen by the last druid and embrace the selfless pain endured by a soul set free, but bound by em... read more
Before i light my wicks I always
Sat, August 18, 2007 - 10:41 AM
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Kneel down and place my forehead on the earth and i ask it to watch over me I think about the fire and respect its power, danger and beauty I then dedicate my dance to the spirits, and ask them to dance with me I clear my mind, focus my eyes only on my staff, think only of the flame, and move....
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