the shed of electrofried

    i am aurora the sun god   the light pours out from me scything apart the dark    i am aurara the night-swimmer emerging from the black  ...

        The fix is in, the fix is in!   The shaman, the black-clad night-tripper smiles and beckons me to follow. We enter the garden togeth...

in the night garden once more padding the soft moss lawn which floats in the dying winter light purple-headed hellebore  b...