Entry 234
October 10th
2021
In This Great In-Between
At this very hour at 3.45 am
Here's my account following the breakthrough yesterday
With a ghost whose image seemed to flicker in and out of reality
As if his frequency was jammed when he appeared early on Sunday
And as the pagan brotherhood
Those Egyptian purple robed figures
Always skulking in the black shadows
Who herald from the huge ominous candlelit monastery next door
Chanted whilst holding hands in a huge summoning circle
Around a blazing firepit
Illuminated by blazing strategically lit lanterns
"Gathered as one
To celebrate the rising heat from our Anthracite
With wide eyes watching the horizons, on the East
We await the newborn
Star Child
Tonight
So all our wishes can be manifested and unleashed "
Leaving and moving past them calling forth some strange and supernatural power
With the four winds rising in tempo and white lightning striking the moving ground all around
Like a Banshee screaming
Announcing an imminent death as it struck some yellow flowers
Piecing this never-ending strange night
As I eventually stood in that salt circle
Dressed in black while Luna rises
After completing the summoning spell
I once found in the archive of a private collector
A rich sidekick
Born with a silver spoon
Now a chosen priest
And when our Silver Lady
The great moon
Parted the grey clouds like Moses from the Time of Jesus
In the Middle East
Coming into sight from the blackness
While the chanting and silence fought for dominance
Was a tall bearded person wearing golden glasses and a white beard
Adorned in a faded green wax jacket
With a twinkle of stillness in his blue eyes
He spoke
Hey Mage
I have a message
Will you take it back through this sludge from this frequency to my beloved
Who still lives on the other side with heartfelt' grief and courage
Of course
I replied
Here is what the tape recorder captured from that particular seance
Amongst all that chaos
His name was Pat
Let us begin
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I'll always think of you even though I've sinned
Whilst standing alone in here amongst this sombre moonlight
These are my dearest prayers sent to someone so special
Angels must gasp at your beauty
And all I can do is wait
Hoping one day
When you too arrive
My dearest Mary Jane
I know you'll be late
For you always we're but that's a good thing
But when you get here
We'll hold onto each other
Like we once used to do
When I was alive and as our souls lovingly reunite
We'll just disappear
Walking hand in hand into this endless night
Copyright John Duffy
I sometimes get supernatural visitors who compel me to write.
The urge to write this was overwhelming.
Love never dies, it seems.
Salute.
