Electricity is Ahrimanic.

By anaksunamun

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the colors of the world, which combined, in our eyes, mark the purity and sense of space, that is why the snow looks white to you and not to me he said .
under a thousand tubes of lightning he called me "starlit" or moonlit expire, I can't really remember though .

I love the sound of his guitar over the radio more when the battery is almost dead , when I shut my eyes and after,

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Published on Tuesday, July 8, 2014. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Electricity is Ahrimanic."

On Saturday, November 14, 2015, SummonerOfShadows666 (28) wrote:

This is it. A subtle melancholy at the last line. One of my unsung favorites over the last few months. RIP Ana. Loving your works even more when I read it at midnight. -lonerkid
On Friday, October 24, 2014, Oliver Twisted (55) wrote:

Very haunting, though it has a tranquil feeling, like a calm before the storm, as time ceases, this moment is forever.
On Friday, July 11, 2014, haunted (850) wrote:

I love the way you think ana, your thoughts are like no other. im fascinated and shrouded in your mystery. I would love the unknown to be known, but I also thrive for the mystery and cryptic words that you speak. maybe unlock is the word im looking for. to unlock the secrets of your poetic mind. your amazing ana, and a favorite of mine. awesome!
On Friday, July 11, 2014, Magdalena (615) wrote:

A beautiful concept in the first few lines and a magical and dreamy quality throughout. Your pieces always take me out of this world and to another place Ana... :)
On Tuesday, July 8, 2014, Star (920) wrote:

I always feel enchanted when I read you. Like you sprinkle your magic over me. It's truly amazing, it is. I'm always awe-struck. (:
A former member wrote: you are something wholly magical, that's for certain. unicorn magic~
On Tuesday, July 8, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm (1703) wrote:

"that is why the snow looks white to you and not to me he said ." - I love that line! I like the dreamlike nature of your writing. Ciao, T/S