Dawn

Transition, a time of passing between

Boundaries existing on the edge of tomorrow

And you stumble across the plains of mourning

The dawn does not always bring the cessation of fear, the laying of ghosts. It throws all that is terrifying into sharper relief. Demons do not only hide in the dark, nor do they simply lurk in the shadows, they exist in the spaces left by broken dreams and forlorn hopes.

I have little time for those who ache for what has been lost, nor do I seek the company of those whose limp egos demand constant attention and flattery...

Seek the passion, the eroticism of the moment.

Remembering always that the Cosmos does not owe you a living; that you must seek what you want and with intent and focus bring about the magic you desire.