Monday, April 28, 2014


“Delicious was it? The touch of glitter, that was his skin? Forbidden was it, in a cave of darkness that was made of hall and rooms. You took him didn’t you, to taste the favors of all that magic which you never though to consider before now. This is the stuff of dreams and reality, in the horizon of being. No longer are you the mundane human your mother knew, but the enlightened being of experience, without death, for thee is out of time.”

--The Glitter Shaman 

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