The Man in the Woods

“There came to his nostrils the scent of summer, the smell of flowers mingled, and the odour of the woods, of cool shaded places, deep in the green depths, drawn forth by the sun’s heat; and the scent of the good earth, lying as it were with arms stretched forth, and smiling lips, overpowered all. … More The Man in the Woods

Mad Sweeney

“The flying madness is described as making his body so light that he could perch in the tops of trees, and leap desperate leaps of a hundred feet or more without injury… Feathers then sprouted on Suibne’s body, and he lived like the wild things: feeding on sloes, hollyberries, watercress, brooklime, acorns; sleeping in yew-trees … More Mad Sweeney

Into the Gloaming

Late autumn hours fall, the scent of decaying Oak leaves mix’t with the fragrance of the mist as it rises, curling from beds of moss and gently swaying ferns. A soft wind plays through the pines, it bears the kennings deep into the heart of the gloaming time. Resounder, the One of the Streams, Hoary … More Into the Gloaming

Dark Virtue: Daoism and the Rejection of Civilization

  “Everything you say I reject.” —Robber Chih “Whatever is against the Dao will soon be destroyed.”—Daodejing “Everyone in the world is a human sacrifice.” —”Webbed toes” Resistance to civilization has existed as long as civilization itself. There have always been those who reject this way of life. Critiques of technology, urban life, agriculture, domestication, … More Dark Virtue: Daoism and the Rejection of Civilization

Archaeopsyche

“They say the world is just floating with us, like foam floats…We are just floating, rippling on the water.” Ch’Orti’ Maya Looking for oil, Valiya Mannathal Hamza Found a river, But not in the conventional sense. Hamza means five, Five fingers in your eye, They say, for protection from Fatima’s amulet. A mystical ‘H’ of … More Archaeopsyche

Get the Guns

“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have … More Get the Guns