Dead to the World

where tales of deceit take dominance
it has taken a powerful spell to bring you into my world
where illusion runs rampant
like the dog that eats it's own vomit.
the tale includes a witch in New Orleans
and her ability to bring mystery and magick
to where ever she roams
the light harps beckoned her
to play the part.
going through life unaware of the connections we make
the impact of a simple word
and the permanent change it can have on someone.
I am writing, as you have made impact unknowingly.
Life changing

convincing self that these are the last days of which I live
Therefore giving reason to live as only I can imagine
Claiming the days as my very own
Numbering my days as infinite
Creating mystery and magick to leave behind
Taking this time to be who I am
Creating the illusion as a timeless masterpiece
Just for you
I invite you to take part in the illusion...follow me.
The never ending journey
The craft to be witch
Only the narrow minded take sides
Don't you know what an illusion is?!
Thoughts of passing reside
Self reliance precedes
and I become
Dead to the world

Above Photo:

From the Attic Collection

Discovered in July 2009

To:Alice

it has been awhile; I feel i am coming out of

a whirlpool of emotions and ready for attack.

I seem to have been "Somewhere?'

I may have fallen off of a ledge

and someone softened the fall

This place is not familiar at all

I don't think I have ever been there!

I now have the reputation of being a "Witch"

Now pray tell me how does anyone receive this title?

I remember the day I proclaimed

"I'm A Witch"

Little did I know

how powerful are those words

It seems I am in illusion

of My own?

or someone Else's?

how would I know?

and why do I follow you?
I must be in Wonderland!

Power to Alice...AF