Magnesium eyes in ain soph skies.

Sometimes the breakup and the darkness shine the brightest of all.

Her eyes, magnesium fire in the darkest embrace, carry with it a spark that burns through every fiber of my being.

Still weary, still wary from the long march.

Duet for the child yet immanifest.

Live November 24, 2018.

I've been a very busy person of late, and haven't been able to do anything but a particular piece of work that didn't involve music.

The intersection has returned.

O ye heavens which dwell in the first Aire, & are mighty in the parts of the earth, & execute therein the judgment of the highest, unto you it is said, ‘Behold the face of your God’, the beginning of comfort, whose eyes are the brightness of the heavens which provided you for the government of the earth, & her unspeakable variety, furnishing you with the power of understanding, that ye might dispose all things according to the foresight of Him that sitteth on the Holy Throne, & rose up in the beginning, saying, The earth, let her be governed by her parts that her glory may be always ecstasy, & irritation of orgasm. Her course, let it round with the heavens, & as an handmaid let her serve them.

One season let it confound another, & let there be no creature upon or within her the same. All her members let them differ in their qualities, & let there be no one creature equal with another.

The reasonable creatures of the earth & men, let them vex & weed out one another. And their dwelling places, let them forget their names. The work of man & his pomp, let them be defaced. His building let it be in a cave for the Beasts of the Field.

Confound her understanding with darkness. For why, it rejoiceth me concerning the Virgin & the Man.

One while let her be known, & another while a stranger, because she is the bed of an harlot, & the dwelling of him that is fallen.

O ye heavens, arise; the lower heavens beneath you, let them serve you.

Govern those that govern; cast down such as fall; bring forth those that increase; & destroy the rotten.

No place let it remain in one number. Add & diminish until the stars be numbered.

Arise! move! & appear! before the covenant of his mouth which he hath shewn unto us in his justice.

Open the mysteries of your creation, and make us partakers of the undefiled knowledge.

In Nomine BABALON, arise!

Colors never fade in the brilliant dark.

And then I looked upon her face, and the bells.

Oh, the bells.

The things that lurk in the night crawl out by day.

Fixing the space marks and deep in the holiest of holies, the Voice must be heard.

Live October 25, 2018.

A flash in the moment of time, with mere moments to change things between songs and twist knobs.

Objects in mirror may appear to have been larger than they took to appear.