Musings from Shadowed-Star Waters

[nautical-twilight]

Loved listening to Tori since I was small and this particular song always felt so dear to me. I’ve struggled with visibility and being perceived for as long as I can remember, but this song heals me a little bit every time.

Lyrics below:

As the day gave way

To nautical twilight

I turned

My back on

The force of which I was made

I abandoned it

Rupturing the delicate balance

When I left my world for his

Day after day

As my city fades

And is swallowed by his sea

She is boundless

Even breaking on the beach

Every hour commenced

No fusion and fission

Can unify or drive a force to split

He has been possessed

To drink of the spices

From the east by his liquid mistress

Which then pushed me into the lair

Of uranium, she divides time between

Greed and his twin, tyranny

Day after day

Cities all betrayed

And the earth, his songs lay their blade

She is boundless

But by then she has been frayed

As the night gives way

To nautical dawn I can see

I must activate the force of which I'm made

[nautical-twilight]

Slowly rekindling the delight and urge to put thoughts to page after such a long break and an equally long week. The afternoon sky outside my window is filled with the rumbling promise of a summer storm to come. Listening to one of my favourite bands. I hope this music finds you all well this Friday eve.

Lyrics:

Too long has it been that I

Visited this place, have I come too late?

Hidden deep within the trees, the well

Now filled in with

Once a secret place to find

Sacred waters store, inspiration source

Now nothing can be drawn from this well

All filled in with earth

Buried far beneath this leaden heap

Oh, is there still something?

Entombed imagination

Falling to my knees, I long to reach

Where star-mirrored waters once thrived

In the deep places of my mind

Slowly paralyzed by the sands of time and toil

Gathered within, soul fell dormant

Yearn for magic lost, withering for want of wonder

Interred beneath, there my soul sleeps

Buried far beneath this leaden heap

Oh, is there still something?

Entombed imagination

Falling to my knees I long to reach

Where star-mirrored waters once thrived

In the deep places of my mind

I feel the waters stirring, waking, whispering

Echoing so far down beneath the decay

I must begin exhuming, purging, unearthing

Excavating through my despair and dismay

Buried far beneath this leaden heap

Where shadowed-star waters survive

Stirring deep within my mind

Down on my knees this vow I'll keep

Though weariness weighs down each grain of sand

I'll re-dig this well once again

And drink of the stars forgotten

[nautical-twilight]

Haven’t bought tarot in ages, but I love all things Skyrim and the art work is just stunning. Was intrigued, especially after @peacefulcat post, about the descriptions, so thought I’d share.

[nautical-twilight]

Assigning Nocturnal as the Moon in this tarot deck is a rather intriguing and somewhat amusing choice. She feels more like the embodiment of the darkness inherent in each phase of the lunar cycle rather than its brightness. Though I do like the image of a very ticked off Azura chasing Nocturnal about the Daedric realms yelling for the Empress of Murk to give her moon back.