I have decided, that to those interested in the true nature of poetry, of Merlin, Druids, dark age myths and mysteries...you may, kindly sift through 'the pile', on my blog site: fromdeepinthetrees.blogspot.com, or my google plus profile.
It's all there. I put the onus on you, rather than 'the hump' on me. It's all of 'a piece' anyway. The secrets are there, the riddles, and more to come. If you want to get ahead of 'this curve', better pack a lunch and get started.
Poetry, and the way it is wired...into the human psyche, is a brilliant skeletal form of integration. All things being equal, and connected. 'The thigh bone's connected to the hip bone', as tis said.
I decided, 'no new dedicated blog' to easy mystery solvement. It is not supposed to be easy. It is supposed to be work. 'Mr Miyagi had his student waxing cars to learn 'martial arts'. I have you waxing 'knowing'. You wont understand, until, one day...you do.
To get anywhere, you have to move your donkey. So mount your ass, and start. It's all there, beginning to end. Start at the beginning, is my suggestion...but I know you. You will begin at the end...hoping not to work at all. Modern times...fast food. No way! Ha!
Sow...
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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