The Oracle Speaks — Stilled Seed

“Neuron,” by Roxy Paine stilled seed drive ache from need run through a thousand sleeps on wind with summer beneath feet by these, head’s waxy recall lies stilled seed over mad music

The Oracle Speaks: Diamond Lies

Diamond Lies You dress love’s language in a thousand mist whispers, tongues singing my ache with sleepy urges. I ask why these diamond chants are dreamed — and lie. I used the original magnet set.

The Oracle Speaks: Bitter Eggs

bitter eggs bitter eggs boil black, never shine. hot spray lives on juice of less, smearing sausage sweats; trudges, rusted lazy meat. The Oracle had an unusual message today. One I will have to ponder. I used the Original set of words today. The collage is from 2019.

The Oracle Speaks — season’s wax

chocolate peach, tiny dream, sing in delirious whispers of symphonies’ wax to luscious summer sun chant my head with languid tongue, fingered sweat, lathered, pink with life let The Oracle speak to you here

The Oracle Speaks — Secret of Harmony

Secret of Harmony Never wither; feel peace in the sacred garden which you light. Soon tendrils climb deep beneath moss. Soft sanctuary, bloom from dark, fertile winter world.

The Oracle Speaks — A Day Suited

bare my tiny dream symphony honey moon music from above wanting less at my feet but chanting for light to spray about a day suited as summer Using the original set at magnetic poetry  I’m always grateful for what The Oracle tells me. Try it and paste a link to what The Oracle told you…