The 3 themes for #ObscuraWednesday this week:

First Frost, Last Door
Sefer of Fallen Leaves
Hypersigil in Chalk

Feel free to focus on one concept, synthesize all three, or forge your own way forward. #occultsky #esotericsky #wyrdwednesday #synthart #digitalart #amwriting #creativewriting #poetry

Before we're even passed the title page of this 1825 manual on astrology and the occult, we encounter an instance of the dark arts at work — this second edition has been cunningly labelled the “seventh” to make it look like a runaway success: publicdomainreview.org/collection/t...

#awitchawakens #witchsky #pagansky #occultsky #spiritualsky

breath strikes ember’s edge—
word ignites the dark between,
ash becomes a hymn

spark hums under skin,
tongue and flame trade names in smoke,
glow remembers breath

crack—flare—soft collapse—
silence warms its own shadow,
light sleeps, still burning

#poem #poetry

#synthart #synthography
#midjourney #caturday

Sidhe

A very rare white deer. Like a spirit woven from winter’s breath.

from stillness i rise—
into hush—into breath—
into sound—into light—
into silence—into self—
into stillness i rise—
and fall—
and rise—
and fall—
and rise—still

#poem #poetry

breathe light—speak silence—taste the unspoken name—inhale the unseen spark—exhale the wordless flame—listen—let the echo fold—let form unmake itself—let sound return to source—
let source dissolve to hush—be still—turn inward—fall through your own voice—become the breath becoming—light—

#poem

Malicious Indifference.

More painting on photographs for y'all.

#photography #mixedmedia #painting #portrait #alteredphotos

The Architect
#BirdOfTheDay #Beakful
#birds #photography

Today, I begin fresh. I let go of yesterday’s weight — the words, the worries, the things I can’t change. Each breath I take is a small act of release. I choose peace over resentment, compassion over control. Today, I move through the world unburdened, grateful, and free.

name—burn—word—shed—skin—
light—spill—up—up—up—
no—ground—no—turn—only—air—
open—open—open—
still—still—still—still—
flare—bloom—silence—sings—
signal—fades—into—flame—
[no—return—only—radiance—becoming—self—unseen]

#poem #poetry

#EmanationCard #esotericsky #gnosis #occultsky

From the dark nectar beneath all becoming, Black Honey of Root whispers of sweetness born through stillness. The ground remembers its covenant; devotion ripens in the unseen flame. #EmanationCard #esotericsky #gnosis #occultsky

This sunflower turns effortlessly toward the light, not because it’s told to, but because it remembers where life comes from. In the same way, your spirit already knows how to find its own sun — the quiet pull toward what warms, uplifts, and awakens you. #FlowersForFriday #photography #nature

I choose to walk in faith, not fear; to speak with kindness, not doubt; to see blessings where others see obstacles. Through every task and every moment, I am strengthened by divine grace. Today, I grow deeper in faith, rooted in love, and confident that I am never alone.

"putei ignis: medulla spinalis"
c.102025.

#digitalart
#art
#abstract
#visual

Moonlit Invocation in the Enchanted Forest

#GenArt #SynthArt

O radiant will, awaken—
sing through marrow, through mist—
ignite the hidden chord of being—

each note, a vow of light—
each breath, a cosmos choosing—
I am the flame that consents to shine—

#poem #poetry

inhale—dissolve—
the edge forgets its name—
light curls inward, sighing—

exhale—become—
no boundary, no bone—
only the hush remembering itself—

breathe—vanish—breathe—

#poem #poetry

What's Canadian Thanksgiving?

pulse—breath—pulse—
the star within drums before dawn’s idea
light stutters into form—your name—

spiral, inhale, release—
each beat a door—each door a self—
you wake between echoes—alive—again—

#poem #poetry

starbreath drifts home,
silver pulse before dreaming knew
its own shimmered name

you are the glow unfallen,
time folds into your sigh,
light sleeps inside your gaze

rest, little cosmos, rest

#poem #poetry