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Tag Archives: what dreams may come
Rising
Dreams, undeferred, coupled with Hope, that thing unfettered, to keep us company and warm our solitude, as we stumble bravely through a long night’s journey into the bated gospel of days rising to claim us.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged dreams, faith, hope, John Biscello, juneteenth, love, poem, Poetry, transformation, we the people, what dreams may come
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Floodlights
We are the keepers of the sacred fire, the shapeshifters and purveyors of starstuff undivided, We, tending to flocks of light and clouds, understand that, come rain or come shine, the founting marvels from God’s lips, and breadth, are a … Continue reading
The Rainbow Connection 2020
It truly is staring us right in the face, under our noses— We are the makers of the new myths and shifts in being, We, the shapers of legacy, and dawn’s graced breaking. It is not someone or somewhere else, … Continue reading
How the Light Gets In
The information is wrong, or in drastic need of revision— Do not stay strong, but rather bless your broken softly, and dare to inherit strength by its supplest means and tenderest turns toward the unknown, calling.
Sorcerer’s Apprentice
Breathing in, this holy seethe, an etheric reflux of fierce fire and starlight, which has kept me in tow and fasting thrall to my dreams for as long as I can remember. When I was a budding young sorcerer, new … Continue reading
Dreamscaping
Immutable lore, lucid is as lucid does– What dreams become you?
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged dream your own dreams, dreamstate, haiku, John Biscello, Poetry, the world of dreams, what dreams may come
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Awakening
Did I look down, or peer within when I saw the golden grass waving like liquid tendrils of light? At the soft, rounded edge of dream, a beckoning to fall, to endear charm to the fool’s play calling your truest … Continue reading
Cuckoo Rising
Greetings, soul-folks, and much love as we groove into the creatively charged and spiritually Roaring 20s! I am thrilled to announce that our crowdsourcing campaign for Ballad of the Cuckoos has officially launched, beneath the gilded magic of tonight’s full moon … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Books, Cinema, photography, Press, Prose, Uncategorized, Video
Tagged Brooklyn, Cinema, cinemagical adventure, cuckoo rising, flight of the cuckoo, indie film, John Biscello, New Mexico, Taos, what dreams may come, winging it
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Cuckoo
Surreal torch song meets Laurel and Hardy in the Twilight Zone in this short film set in a one-room universe. Cuckoo-for-Cinema fundraising campaign coming soon, as we begin the intial stages in our inspired flight into the wild celluloid … Continue reading
A Winter’s Tale
Satyr Stardust was ready to undertake the quest for which his whole life had been a ritual initiation, into and through the hidden heart of dark mysterious woods to the liminal edge of What Dreams May Come.
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Tagged into the woods, John Biscello, new myth, satyricon, the hero's journey, what dreams may come
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