Schrödinger’s Cat

The Strings bind the tides of Time.

Allowing our Souls to create the Rhyme

Schrödinger’s Cat was not Blind.

Nor the Druids lost in Time

And Summerland is just of of Phase..

So know you Well. the gods you Praise.

TDK 01-12-2015

Ode of Druid's Art

The Lamp of Art has been Lite.

Sacred smoke rises from the Thurible.

Sweet smells from the Stick.

Chalice holds the Wine of Heart.

Sacred Blood of which I Depart.

Pentacle centered in Circle of Salt.

Wand held Strong in Mind Hand and Heart.

Black Blade near by to the cut Portal of Dark Art.

Showstone is Black as the darkest Night.

Yet shines My Will in secret Moonlight.

While I Scry what can not be Seen.

Our Scared Power that exist in between.

Robe of Birth is all I Wear.

In Chill of Night but do not Care.

Here in this Special Place, known to None.

Is where My Great Art shall be Done.

No fear or Guilt Stain My Soul.

For I am Druid of Oak and ever Bold.

As it was in times of Old when Ley was Young

The Will of Druid and the Gods are now One.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright  2013 George King

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Blog Roll

http://thedruidking.blogspot.comI post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

http://sourpearls.blogspot.comI post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.
http://returntosummerland.blogspot.comObituaries for anyone's loved pets, just e-mail me it and I will post it.
http://inventorsangels.blogspot.com, Will soon be putting up projects that I need funding for that should both help the World and make profets for the investors!

http://projectfreetap.blogspot.com/2011/07/introduction-to-project-free-tap.html
Free Water for everyone that on the street and needs a drink, Project free Tap, please share and help


Here are some of Janice-Scott-Readers blogs too.

http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/
The Old Druid's Spot
Daily Forecasts, Faery Finder and Magickal Things.

http://holomultiverses.blogspot.com/
Janice's Holomultiverses What the holomultiverses are. I have been able to astral project since birth and some times, I project involuntarily to other worlds. Some are variations of this world. Some are completely alien worlds. This blog is an account of some of the worlds I have found myself in and logged their descriptions.

The Biting of Pots

Oh how I hate the biting of pots as first my morning draws.

Consciousness holding on, only the barest of its tiny clawing paws

Head is pounding and water dripping from sore eyes.

Damn to think its not from a long night of riding oh so sweet thighs.

Oh how I hate the biting of pots.

Yet this is an honorable task that must be done by one kin.

As we have no slaves or bonded servants here at our very humble little Druid's inn.

Now loudly the pots speak ,to remind of tasty blessings, that last night were within.

And of the strange pleasures they offer of a secret Smithy’s Zen.

As one caresses their slick and sometimes shiny metal skin.

Still I know that even after a long night of soak.

That burn in food from cooking over the fire will be harder than an Oak.

Yet now at last this biting task by me must be done.

Before the blessing of clan's next meal is begun.

So now I bite into this wet and dripping  task.

Till each metal friend is clean and shining as if made of glass.

Our's  may be but a clan of very few.

Unless the Familiars and the Fae count as true.

Then there are the wild things from across the shallow woods.

That come to the inn each night to beg a crust of its sweet goods.

Even small and ever old, the clan does its best to run a good and honest inn.

Were the old Gods and Goddesses are always welcomed to descend.

And lift a horn with our Ancient Druids that are still their only true kin.

And when Night gives to Sun the biting of pots will surely start again.

The Druid King

Odin's Visit: Written in ink of Cosmic Blue White Ice

I had a visit from old God Odin the other day.

Just dropped by to let me known he still felt Druids were ok.

Still he said that some had taken the white a little to lilyfied in their modern way.

And wished more still had Fire in their Staffs like the Cole-Men Druids of yesterday.

Then he ask can you still fight that which is coming this way?

Now that you stand alone without the help of the dJinn or the Fae.

Or will you shatter and turn to dust like dolls of unfired clay?

When this ancient evil once again blows your way.

Sadly I had to say, there all still some of true Oak that will stay the Ley.

But you know without all the Old Gods help, the dJinn and the Fae.

We that remain no longer have the power to focus the Ley.

Humanity will surely fall for there is no other way.

And as he turned to fly away

This was what I heard him say.

Train well and fight hard with Thor this soon coming day.

If need be, die proud like a Druid of old in the Odin's way.

The Druid King

Copyright May 11, 2012 George King

And yes that is the smell of evil blowing in the Cosmic wind.


P.S. Be a Lover or a Friend and click on one of the Blogs ads please! I am out of work and can use the pennies it generates!

You can often find me at www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander,www.cosmicsalamder.comor our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander, 5631 NW 77ct, Coconut Creek, Florida, 33073, USA 954-698-6926 Fax 954-6989-706 Both Janice and I are available for Psychic reading, other Magick works, writing assignments and even creating new inventions or sharing some of our for you or your company to patent and sell.

Blog Roll
http://thedruidking.blogspot.comI post some of my views and research in the Pagus World
http://sourpearls.blogspot.comI post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.
http://returntosummerland.blogspot.comObituaries for anyone's loved pets, just e-mail me it and I will post it.
http://inventorsangels.blogspot.com, Will soon be putting up projects that I need funding for that should both help the World and make profets for the investors!
http://projectfreetap.blogspot.com/2011/07/introduction-to-project-free-tap.html
Free Water for everyone that on the street and needs a drink, Project free Tap, please share and help


Here are some of Janice-Scott-Readers blogs too.
http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/The Old Druid's Spot
Daily Forecasts, Faery Finder and Magickal Things.
http://holomultiverses.blogspot.com/Janice's Holomultiverses What the holomultiverses are. I have been able to astral project since birth and some times, I project involuntarily to other worlds. Some are variations of this world. Some are completely alien worlds. This blog is an account of some of the worlds I have found myself in and logged their descriptions.

Coffee is in the Cauldron, written in sparkling firelight red ink.

Coffee is in the Cauldron may we are share as Body and Soul we do bare. Here in the firelight of our hidden Hearthstone.

 Tribe and Family of our choice, .in perfect love and perfect trust. No ashamed of how we feel or even of our burning lust.

 For Body needs Body and Soul Needs Soul, as in our arms we each other hold. While in our magick, dance the Goddesses and Gods of forgotten times so old.

 They have come to our great circle from four corners of the earth. North West South and East each in love to join our feast.

 Wearing nothing but Earth Fire Air and Water as both Women Man Goddesses and Gods now all Sky Clad bee.

 As we the last of the Witches and Druids dance around the scared fire and our Ancient OAK Tree.

 The Druid King

 Copyright February 24, 2012 George King