Sacrifice of Myself to Myself By John Divinagracia “Hot winds and cold winds blowing, My spear to my side, I hung beneath the World Tree, swaying, As the runes of worlds burned my eyes. And I dedicated my torment to myself, A sacrifice of myself to myself, And I called to Thought and Memory, AndRead more
Do not shun from the codes of chemistry The laws that have protected you form death and pain For all that is of value is safety Do not cower from the might of chemistry Of booms and bangs, and cries of pain Do not shun from the codes of chemistry Men of kowledge, do notRead more
To whom, or to what, given be my trust? Many faiths do many men now follow. In Lord’s eternal reign, in doom or dust. To whom, or to what, must we all follow? With ears so keen heard I mighty stories. From places distant, far-off lands unseen. Of gods and Gods, of myths in historyRead more