Authentic Explorations

Where is Nicneven?

Where does she hide?

Scottish witch goddess

Of all who have died,

Arise to reveal the truth.

 

We prepare for COP26.

We know who has lied. 

We defy them.

We deify no-one. 

 

Sham democracies have been

Hurled into our minds

By abusive journalists,

Increasing powerlessness

For the ordinary public

Whilst doing nothing to shame

The shameless.

 

We want to hold

The powerful to account.

They can barely count.

 

We want to make 

The powerful pay the price.

They may then think twice.

 

Through this grimoire 

We share our indignation

And declare our conclusions. 


Who will care enough

To join our authentic

Explorations?

 

Ride through the wind.

Ride through the snow.

Ride through tomorrow.

Hold onto your seat.

 

The results of elections

And other deceptions

Pass the time

But never resolve

Confusions.

 

Explore authentically

If you have the

Necessary sensitivity.

 

Nicneven is still asleep.

When will she awaken?

The prognosis is bleak.

Are you feeling forsaken?

 

Ride through the storms.

Ride through the heat.

Ride through the waves.

Never admit defeat.


Who has thrown us

Into the world

To sit on thrones

Of despair?

 

Real healers act through love,

Nurturing knowledge of nature,

While charlatans of wellness

Guess for money.


Who is in the garden

Answer the question, please.

It is important.

 

Apples and hazelnuts.

What is the season?

Parsley and peppermint.

What is the reason?

 

The gate is unlocked.

The garden grows.

Make friends with the flowers.

Appreciate the trees.


Nature is never alone,

Even at night.

Take care of the garden.

Nurture its delight.

 

Each harvest is a loan.

How have you already

Made the repayments?

 

Remembrances fade

From the minds of the living

As memories of mortality

Prefer to dance to life, not death.

 

How does your memory dance,

And where?

 

The highwaymen

Run governments.

The highwaywomen

Do too.

What do you do?

 

All corridors are

Passage tombs.

All roads are

Ribbons of doom.

All doors are

Open or closed,

You assume.

A real witch never

Flies on a broom.

All human homes are

Built from the womb.

 

Be aware of your possible origins.

Be aware of your possible ending.

 

Beware of the greedy.

Stay away from the

House of cards.

 

All fear requires

An enemy.

All love derives 

From a friend.

 

The moonlight

Calls the night hag.

The sunlight

Implores at noon:

 

Explore the truth.

Please, explore the truth.

You must explore the truth.

 

Understand and deliver

A suitable future.

 

Be aware of the cottage.

It is home to 

A beautiful future.

 

What is your approach to

Interpretation?

What do you know

About the destination?

 

What do you know now?

And how do you know it?

 

Which side are you on

In the war between

Nature and hubris?

 

Cuteness is ephemeral.

True love is eternal.

 

Children are

Conscripts for

Future armies

And current

Ideologies.


Revolutionary spirits already arise,

From below and from the skies.

Like heroes or a strange disease,

Shining lights on industries.

 

We are on trial.

We are the innocent

In a world of

Climate change denial.

 

Condemn the arrogant.

Practice frugality.

Learn appropriately.

Live intelligently.

 

The chance to live

Is the chance to make

Authentic explorations.

But what does that take?

And what will you give,

And to whom?

 

A real witch is gentle though

Never overly sentimental.

A real witch knows

The kitsch is often wasteful.

A real witch is quite

Frugal and reliable.

 

Cultures of sleaze pass

From father to son,

And student to student,

And teacher to pupil,

And business to business,

And comrade to comrade,

Insatiable as satyrs.

 

Light and dark are equal.

The same applies to people.

 

Seasoning.

Salinity.

Salt of the earth. 

Desalination.

Drought.

Insanity.

 

Turn to your knowledge,

If you can sift it

In keeping with

The seasons.

 

Fruits of the forest

Turned to ashes.

Doors to the future

Locked.

Knowledge of the

Primordial EverTime

Lost like Paradise.

Now is the equinox.

Where is the paradox?


How and where do you want to live?

How much are you willing to give,

And to whom?

 

Who is meant to help

The homeless?

Who has the resources?

Who would rather

Spend the money

On military forces?

 

Charity is a cliché

In a world of self-indulgence.

Giving is merely a click.

It baits the caring

While glaring injustices

Remain.

 

Turn to your reasoning,

If you can find it.

Where is your creativity

Applied?

Where does your generosity

Reside?

 

Kings in cathedral tomb

And peasants turned to dust.

In death, all are equal.

Even on Halloween.

 

Turn to allegories of night.

Sleep your way to disaster.

Happy narratives end

With a promise.

The public wants hope

Imaginatively, but not

In reality.

 

Singing a lullaby

Is an act of deception. 

 

The fairy tale delights with

Life happily ever after

Though never relates

The real outcome.

 

All is mythology

And tragedy.

 

Remember Dionysus,

Also known as Bacchus.

Remember the Triple Hecate.

Remember Semele.

Remember the Ghost of the Flea.

Remember Cupid and Psyche.


What do you offer

The children of 2056?

Perhaps you play tricks.

 

Express yourself

With sensitivity and

Creativity,

If you have the ability.


Message to recipient:

The arrogant will

Always feed off you,

Unless you bite back

Unexpectedly.


Learn from history.

Observe the equinox.

Reject hubris.

Express true kindness.

 

Where are the visionary heads

Of governments?

Who will clean out the dregs

Of arrogance?

Is that not the purpose of

Elections?

 

All harvesting ends. 

Sow and sew for

A new season.

Make wisdom

Welcome.

 

What do you know of culture

Explore, explore, explore.

 

What do you know of nature?

Learn more and more and more.

Arise with Eos for

The ages ahead.

 

From quarter days

To quaternary moments,

To COP26 on Halloween,

Provide a proper

Propitiation on the equinox.

 

Political apothecaries

Want to heal economies

For greedy beneficiaries,

To bring insanity on Samhain.

 

Clans of selfish ambition

Will gather in Glasgow

To promise the impossible

And do nothing substantial

To heal the Earth.

 

What will you do, and where?

How do you prepare for a sunrise?

How do you prepare for a moonrise?

How do you interpret art?

How do you interpret scientific findings?

Perhaps you have a romantic approach

To answering questions.

But how authentic are

Your explorations?

 

Taking a traditional tale

As a guide to the future

Will always fail.

Learn new knowledge well.

Be rational.

 

In the cottage garden

Psyche sings.

How may she

Try to clip

Cupid's wings?


How does your psyche

Respond to experience?

What does your spirit

Do with new knowledge?


The alchemist and apothecary

Are rarely honest or suitably wary.

They have already made up

Their minds on what is

Real and true and profitable.

That is why they are scary.


The climate conference pantomime

With involve nothing sublime.

We are all Waldensians to

The powers that be.

They will not give us

The time.

 

Sit by or in the lake or loch

While the forest burns.

Is there a viable Walden 

For everyone in the current world?

 

Real witches practice

Authentic explorations

And perform informed

Social commentary.


Sea levels rise

Like the moon and sun

Yet they will not

Set or settle.


Sun, moon and seas.

Storms, tides and pleas.

Is kindness a disease?


Where is competence?

How do you ascertain

Relevance?

What are you seeking

Through this grimoire?

Is it an understanding

Of powerful grammar or 

Possibly even subtle glamour?


Deception and delusion

Still rule the world.

As is usually the case

When accountability 

Remains an illusion

Or is absent entirely.

Learn from history

Try to be quick.

Learn from logic.

Be cautious of rhetoric.


Perhaps you possess the

Sprezzatura of a

Renaissance courtier.

 

Perhaps you express

The obviousness

Of camp excess.

 

Perhaps you mistake

The trivium for trivia.


What are your beliefs?

What do you want to believe?

What do you want to forget?

Have you had any

Authentic explorations yet?


Identify impressions.

Follow reasonable directions.

Oppose oppression.


Always remember wars

Are alluring to fools.

Does politics always

Involve aggression?

Where is controversy

Usually located?

Why are accurate records

Controversial to fools?

Explore reality.

Find the truth.

 

Rockets, missiles.

Submarines,

Tanks and other

Killing machines,

Land mines,

War crimes,

Bullets, bayonets,

Hand grenades,

Political games,

Sending the young

To early graves.

 

Mindless politicians.

Military historians.

War correspondents.

Inadequate laws.

Mass entertainment.

Mass deception.

Crass elections.

Coal, oil and gas.

Cheerleading.

Misleading.

Profits for the

Greedy class.

 

Useless gifts.

Shallow celebrations.

Everything returns,

Even in Glasgow.

But who learns

The truth about

War preparations?

 

Who learns the truth

About weather extremes

And changing climates

And broken dreams?

 

Who learns the truth

About illustrations?

Watching showers

With Ethel Spowers.

Depicting witches

With Ida Rentoul Outhwaite.

 

Explorations require

Preparations for

Daily survival.

Perhaps you would prefer

An artistic revival

Instead of a world

In despair. 

Perhaps you prefer cookery

Or a still life with fruit

Whose interest are you

Seeking to recruit?

 

COP26 in Glasgow

May not revive hope

Or refresh anyone

More than a nice

Cup of tea or

A painting by Chardin.

When will you return

To the garden?

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