Tell me what is the first thing in mind, what to do when a job or a career has ended. List it some say, Do it anyway, or have tech do it for U. Damn it all to pieces. I’d get me one way ticket to the land of the rising sun, where the hot mead doesn’t bore the soul. In a stupor of wanting more a blonde aryan who can never speak, but the butt and or it busts your alcohol down where it follows to where Nidhogg speaks. Aye. . . that be the land; of ice and stone, … Continue reading Bakit sa bucket.
At the mouth of that wretched cave, she waits. at the boulder where she gives none but all her daily love for him. At times, they speak of silence. . . they speak of good times. . . at the memories of golden days. . . at the bitter taste of what she could have done or not. Yet in his defense, he wanted none but all of them were stiff as Tyr’s metal hand. as Heimdall’s bluntness of his face. In spite of it all, this was no way to live. He catapulted into a mind of atrocities. His … Continue reading Pwm 2a.k1
The north pace I try. The tears is its own weapon. As it drops it is an icicle bearing all my years. A sight on my eye colors of that boreal breathe upon my face. Leaves every doubt, remorse and my devilry mucus shows up in my face. My foot has numbed to its core. Making this hobbit of a feet into a mid sized troll of 15 inch length and width. As for my face all of my vein became blue to its core. A life struck me, where a viking mistakenly took me as a horrid troll. I … Continue reading The choice. V
Am i bounded to myself, or have I handed my earnings to that shriveled old shrunken head, if I only knew that tarnhelm would lead me into all this. Just for the sake of meeting one so pure of lusted eyes, And to meet her freckled beauty. Shit, I am now a property of one smaug of a lizard, Now in this dankness, And left me to become a shriveled shrunked head, working without pay, only grub to eat and rest my water. To become a slave to the slaughter, A worker of Fafner. I know there is someone out … Continue reading NsVs i.49
This days of This&That At best, Did Odysseus screamed and wailed like a bitch s&m’d on the mast. While all of the longings and sweetest sound of a woman. At worst, While Loki deranged, maligned and self inflicted insanity; Sigyn never lost her compunction only to plan the war. The best, Of that destroys the mind where Shiva is the eternal seducer And loves to create an internal strife of process That never dies and an infinite beginning loop in and over of my eye. Yes. . Yes . . . And know that all there is to know, What … Continue reading Intermission
Scoop me as I leave from all that I know. That wisdom of Ymir wanted to let me know, of weather and sorrow of every fjord, that followed Aduhmla around. Continue reading AuVi vs BsNs rf1.
Leave Beowulf in his flight, While Sigurd can keep his promises for Hilde, Why am I then keeping Sigfried at bay, When Fafner left my porch ten years back. I’ll look for that python, My Orouboros, the one who want to mingle with your Jormungand. At least be reincarnated at 2027, and kiss 💋 you in the world’s twilight, as this age ebbs at the dawn of 2020. Continue reading NmBc 002z