True words. The finest of the deities are honest - blunt, even. They don't go around making pretty little gnomic comments that are so vague they could mean anything. They don't play games, and when they are harsh, it's not without cause. And they aren't ever afraid to laugh, or to make you laugh.
I love your capacity for honoring other people's spiritual dimensions. May I learn that from you, if nothing else (and there is such spiritual wealth that you have offered us to learn from)
Samara, this is a wonderful song and wise. You accept everything. I wish you great success with your poetic evening. (About Samara town: Lenin lived and worked in Samara for a while.)
Santisima Yaocuihuatzin, Lady Hel, La Llorona, Morrigan--Great Crone and Great Crow of War!! Hear the cry of your daughter now, for the wellbeing of the clinic and whatever boon she may ask, for her words bring glory to you. Ghosts!! Attend her, ye most valiant of the militant dead! For she has sung the words that it breaks the hearts of adventurists like us to voice: I AM SCARED AND (horrors) IT SHOWS. Mary Virginia, my own mother's ghost, smile on her, for she is my friend and the sister of my heart. Oh Norns of Destiny, grant her your favor because she prayed in the face of the winter storm's fury, which shows you her respect for the power of the Wild, that realm from whence you come. And remember what they said of old: "Fate often saves the project of the courageous, if it is not fey". Ok, my ladies, ok! I paraphrased the quote, but I know you know what I mean. Amen.
I call the ones I love enough to ask a boon of. Even though Llorona and Yaocihautzin may be duplicates, which is ok since the Morrigan is triplicate. Oh wait -- what am I saying: not duplicates, but the great triplicate of the south: Yaocihuatzin/LLorona/the Guadalupana. Hey, this day may very well double the power. XO back to you, always. PS I will be there in my heart, listening in Chicago. Wishing you a wildly satisfying event.
One of my favorites 😌🖤
but of course
Lady Death, she is harsh but honest, blindingly painful yet hilarious
True words. The finest of the deities are honest - blunt, even. They don't go around making pretty little gnomic comments that are so vague they could mean anything. They don't play games, and when they are harsh, it's not without cause. And they aren't ever afraid to laugh, or to make you laugh.
precisely so.
I love your capacity for honoring other people's spiritual dimensions. May I learn that from you, if nothing else (and there is such spiritual wealth that you have offered us to learn from)
Samara that was fantastic. Absolutely loved it
thank you so much, Kyle :)
Anytime! :)
fuego y agua.
tu escritura.
terriblemente hermosa.
muchas gracias, amiga. siempre quiero ser terriblemente hermosa
The ghost is alive.
It occupies. It devours.
It devours my time - my breath.
Does it?
It aches. It writhes. It screeches.
It gnaws. It worms.
. . .
Compelling, unrelenting.
You phantom.
Foreign - mother.
the recording is beautiful
thank you clem <3
Great work Samara the recording in this one sounds beautiful.
thank you so much, Alex!
Me encanta!
gracias, Jaap!
Samara, this is a wonderful song and wise. You accept everything. I wish you great success with your poetic evening. (About Samara town: Lenin lived and worked in Samara for a while.)
thank you so much, Larisa - means the world to world coming from you. yes, for better or for worse I do accept everything.
and very interesting about Lenin living in Samara!
Santisima Yaocuihuatzin, Lady Hel, La Llorona, Morrigan--Great Crone and Great Crow of War!! Hear the cry of your daughter now, for the wellbeing of the clinic and whatever boon she may ask, for her words bring glory to you. Ghosts!! Attend her, ye most valiant of the militant dead! For she has sung the words that it breaks the hearts of adventurists like us to voice: I AM SCARED AND (horrors) IT SHOWS. Mary Virginia, my own mother's ghost, smile on her, for she is my friend and the sister of my heart. Oh Norns of Destiny, grant her your favor because she prayed in the face of the winter storm's fury, which shows you her respect for the power of the Wild, that realm from whence you come. And remember what they said of old: "Fate often saves the project of the courageous, if it is not fey". Ok, my ladies, ok! I paraphrased the quote, but I know you know what I mean. Amen.
oh yes I know what you mean - thank you for calling in all the powerful ladies - on a Friday 13 no less - deeply appreciate you, Elaine
I call the ones I love enough to ask a boon of. Even though Llorona and Yaocihautzin may be duplicates, which is ok since the Morrigan is triplicate. Oh wait -- what am I saying: not duplicates, but the great triplicate of the south: Yaocihuatzin/LLorona/the Guadalupana. Hey, this day may very well double the power. XO back to you, always. PS I will be there in my heart, listening in Chicago. Wishing you a wildly satisfying event.
So beautiful 😭 your voice, this music
thank you maestra
ahh thank you, love <3
Captivating as always