Humanistic Paganism

Category: Rotting Silver


[Rotting Silver] “By the Dark Moon Her Sight” by B. T. Newberg

The night is without moon, and hardly missed, For lamps obscure the way with shady shapes Like puppetries; but lampless nights assist A stranger drama, parting thus the drapes Of other-vision’s show: the dreamy scapes Unveil their scenes on deprivation’s…

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[Rotting Silver] “How Paradise Was Lost” by B. T. Newberg

In search of the lover from her dream, God traveled long and far and wide in the world. Through this journey she discovered diseases, death, abusive people, selfish leaders, liars, cheats, maladies of all kinds, and those who slay and…

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[Rotting Silver] “Dearly Departed, O Vapor of Earth” by B. T. Newberg

Dearly departed, O vapor of earth,

Though briefly sprayed, arise now for thy rebirth;

And though thy mist shall roll beyond the veil,

O’er summery lands or listless oceans pale,

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[Rotting Silver] “Parable of the Wrestler’s Lover” by B. T. Newberg

In the wanderings of the Goddess, she came upon a traveling wrestler challenging all comers. The wrestler said, “They call me ‘I am.’ For within this ring, I am the power that determines the worthy. All that are not worthy…

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[Rotting Silver] “To the Vale Inanna Says” by B. T. Newberg

What whispers as I stalk the midnight hills? Thickly fell the darkness roundabout; Like pitch it filled the cataracts and rills, And took my vision, so that I may doubt My step, but then as from the earth my shout…

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