My Vigilance of Seeing
—what is thought of reality through rose coloured glasses has lost its novelty . . . . . .
I truly despise the animals running amok among us that others call fellow human beings. These are the misguided and blind that stuff their personal essence with cobbler and self-worth. Washing the glob down with ego and lies.
©2022 Matthew Bowers All rights reserved.
A novice practitioner of pagan and ritualistic arts, he also spent time studying Chaos MagicK in Salem Massachusetts. His first book of original poetry of the occult, pagan gods, as well as MagicK has been well received by patrons all over the globe.
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Something Witchy This way Comes by Matthew Bowers
“Poetry is but a vehicle of the muse, from which we define ourselves and reach out to others by means of archetypes and symbolism.”
(Matthew Bowers) ~93