Bianca Lambert shares her Aunt Vivian’s recipe for a southern-style sweet potato pie Hi, my name is Bianca Lambert, and I am cooking my Aunt Vivian’s Sweet… Read more “Aunt Vivian’s Sweet Potato Pie”
Aunt Vivian’s Sweet Potato Pie — AMERICA ON COFFEE
At the December solstice of this year, there will be a conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn. This is known as a Great Conjunction. Great Conjunctions happen every 20 years or so and always mark great changes. This one marks an even bigger change, beginning a new 200 year era. The events of 2020 have been […]
The Great Conjunction of December 21, 2020 — The Stars Within Their Courses
Family strangers
Youngest — I am odd one out
Mission accomplished
Hurled into this mad, mad world
Did I really choose this fate?
Copyright Francis 2020
*Poetics dVerse.
With news of Babylon burning around the world, I ventured out with my dog onto the bleak winter marsh, Christmas hat on.
Unexpectedly, a wind arose; Carly went crazy, barking, leaping, whilst I cowered on the ground, unsure of what was happening. There was an eerie light around us, a spinning disc above, descending, flashing multi-coloured beams in all directions. I made out symbols of a man, a lion, an ox, an eagle, emblazoned in gold light on the side, fixed signs of creation; Carly went quiet, whimpering between my legs. Suddenly the most beautiful woman I had ever seen stood before us, dressed in flowing silver raiment, her eyes a penetrating cyan.
“Why me?” I asked in my mind.
“Why not you?” she replied, smiling faintly. “Simply understand — this Christmas is like no other. I have to show you, not tell. Now you know.”
With that she was gone; Carly began to bark and leap once more, feigning attack on the craft which rose silently, before zipping rapidly away towards the gelid north, higher and higher, until it became a tiny point of light among revealing stars.
An extra terrestrial, or some inter-dimensional being? An angel could take any form, I figured. So was I some latter day Ezekiel, primed for changes, a release from this lower dimensional captivity? Either way, in my heart all fear and doubt was gone; this one incident encapsulated the time: The new age of disclosure had begun.
Copyright Francis 2020
December is here
Like no December has been
Hold on to your hats
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Ciscography 