The Satanist’s reveal emerging plans
As a way to draw us in
Our horror is the energy
That their plan might begin
We’re victims and creators
In ignorance complicit
Armed with dogma and conviction
Born and bred to miss it
The emergence of reality
Rests there at our feet
Conduits of heaven’s light
Incapable of defeat
5/19/20
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)