Ishaisms, Poetry, Reflections

On Divinity

There are so many among us today, who could tell us about what they believe to be the divine; and justly so, for divinity, by virtue of its flexible, interpretative nature, is something that is at once subjective and personal. Then why is it, dear reader, that this topic has been expounded to no end,… Continue reading On Divinity

Ballad, Ishaisms, Poetry, Soul

Song of the Mad Drifter

Every soul, of these very rocks and peaks was a traveller, living in a primeval Earth that evolved with every passing year… Art and music, of our ancient mystery, are the preservers; though our souls have ventured far, we’re still those wayfarers… Stifled by the confining conventions of the monotonous modernity, we’ve forgotten our history,… Continue reading Song of the Mad Drifter