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Cunning Witch Angus Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 11:03 pm
My Art is my weapon.
And I will use it 'til the mountains fall,
The winds cease their chatter,
The oceans dry up under a darkening sun.
I shall use it when all hope seems to vanish
Like a cloud, a mist vanishing in a sky.
I am not a man, I am an instrument,
An instrument of emotion,
An instrument that defines who I am.
I am flawed, yes, but what is not?
My body is my Art,
What makes me live is my Art.
I am the Beautiful Strength.
~Angus 2009
This poem is not so much about witchcraft as it is about art in general: my music, my witchcraft, my acting.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 11:10 pm
It's beautiful poem, I'm a big fan of poetry. I'm into art as well but specfically in photography. I know this sounds corny but I love using the natural world as my canvas.
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