Showing posts with label Art Fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art Fantasy. Show all posts

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Big And Bad....

Big and Bad
probably
barking mad
no one gets close
so no one knows
the truth
big and bad
lonely
oh so sad

Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Mirrkani Makes an Offering

Mirrkani are very faithful
to their tenets
every Ghish
they make an offering
of their own life force

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Spirit Photography of Nate Un

Nate Un
was an Esoterrorist Singer
for New Age Rage
This Picture was taken of a mirror
ten minutes after
Nate Un
gazed in

Sunday, February 6, 2011

The Collective Leave A Hive

The Collective
Live among us
Live in us
Sometimes
they must leave
their hives
Pray you are
not there

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Lady Bright

Lady bright
Enemy
of the Queen of Night
She shimmers
and she shines
and she's always
first on the line

Sunday, January 30, 2011

The Light from the Old House

Sometimes a cold light
shines from the old manse
Those who follow it
are never seen
but sometimes felt
in the misty moor

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Assassin Bot on the Go

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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

On Patrol

In the future they march, never tiring
showing no mercy or humanity
They are ants with guns
Sharks with bombs
On patrol

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I Shall Wear Midnight

Really there is no cooler author alive than Terry Pratchett.  He was just recently knighted.  Sure many people get knighted these days, but how many decide to make their own sword to mark the occasion?   How many dig their own ore for their own sword?  How many decide to add meteoric iron to the mix?  As I said, pure coolness.

Terry is best known for his Discworld series which is a sprawling batch of books that encompasses smaller series with reoccurring characters.  "I Shall Wear Midnight," is the latest in the adventure Tiffany Aching who is a young country witch.  She has already made some reputation for herself and now has her own steading to take care of.  But a reputation can be a bad thing and she and other witches are now in danger.  Can Tiffany take care this growing danger and still take care of her people at the same time?  Can she work out her own feelings about the new Baron?  Will the Nac Mac Feegle (Little blue people on drink and steroids) be a help, or a Lilliputian wrecking crew?  These questions will be answered in due time of course.

This book is a very strong book by Mr. Pratchett.  It is a fine balance of the heartfelt and humor.  It never slows down, but it never stops being thoughtful.  The characters are characters and not just punchlines.  Balance actually is a very important subtheme of the book.  Balance is how Tiffany manages much of what folks call magic.  You can take the pain from someone, but it has to go somewhere.  You can walk through fire, but the heat also has to go somewhere.  Being a witch is not only knowing how to shift things but where to shift them too. 

Another thing that a witch has to understand is what being a witch really means.  It doesn't mean using magic.  The most powerful magic a witch has is being a witch.  It is in the office of being a witch that witches gain much of their power, and it is the type of person who seeks that office where they gain the rest.  It is a theme that Terry has touched on before to good effect.

Look if I haven't been clear enough:  READ HIS BOOKS.  Really they are that good.  Don't worry that there are so many, most can be picked up and read as single books.  In fact, don't even worry about starting at the beginning, in all honestly the beginning books were hit or miss as he found his voice and this wonderful Discworld of his.  So don't be afraid, just go to the library and grab this book or any of his others and dig in. It will be a rich feast.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Demon Mound

The mountain smokes from the fires within.  Stoked by a billion laboring spirits.  Each a bright spark, an elemental of heat, or fire, or the more esoteric elementals of spin.  They labor without rest for their King will have no lollygagging.  He hopes someday to smealt the whole of the earth.  What shiny bauble will come from that forge that day no one knows.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Genii locus

The Spirit of the place haunts quietly.  It wants no trouble.  It wants to keep its own identity though.  Get to building too fast, too flash, and expect trouble.  They can raise the weather against you or zoning boards.