Mantic Flame

I love you like old books love the words they have held for centuries.

To purely see your endless tender light reflected, within the intimate loving heart of another eternally.

Empathetic alchemy is endlessly exhausting.

Divine fire is meant to endlessly burn away the sacred soul, so the holy spirit may eternally live again.

@heiguyzzz @withlovesole Rolling Stones ~ Start Me Up youtu.be/zoo-ZKBIo38?si… Start me up, never stop✨🪽

@withlovesole @manticflame ur supposed to charge each other up

It seems that orgasm for a man is a depletion of life force energy, whereas for a woman it’s purifying and recalibrating. I find that interesting.

I am just looking for an intimate place upon your loving soul, where I may ever leave my sacred fingerprints, for you to find my divine light again.

Listen for your own truths. Trust your own intuition.

@ladiekerrie @Dreem_Co Feathers are my favorite treasure to add to my altar 💫🪶

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@AngelAshera77 💫🪽

Hold my hand near, walk with me into the endless sunset, as we become the eternal light.

"Soy mi propio libro. Me reescribo, me subrayó, Me agrego páginas, Me arranco otras que duelen. Y dejo en blanco una última hoja, siempre". 📚✍️ La vida entre líneas.

I know I am too much, too much is always enough.

@LoveRebel2211 💫🪽

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@dragicevicmila7 Shadow work is beneficial sometimes for the soul, dispels past realities before the spiritual purification of the coming full moon💫🪽

@manticflame 🫂🌻🦋

Entranced hypnotically ever energetically spellbound beware, the stealthy ritualistic gleaming dim glow of the dark bladed levitating oracle slithering wings, mysteriously hidden hovering secretly unfurling incensed pitch halo burning unseen, within the magical whisper full moon serpentine fluttering coven flight, of the night crystal fanged altar ethereal shadow spell fallen angelic serenic enticing spirits, endlessly descending within the pleasurably pulsing soulfully labyrinth black mirror piercing wayward astral plane forsaken lost mazed paradise, of the captivating mesmeric alluring temptress goddesses, sharply hunting within their tracking reflective, tethering bound possessive capturing enchantments.

@dragicevicmila7 🫂✨🪽

@manticflame Dobro je...tada je svetlost još naglašenija

All the ways you could be mine.

@dragicevicmila7 The poem may not translate well, I was going for a little Poe element, I enjoy scribbling in darker shades sometimes 🌚✨🪽

@manticflame Ne mogu da sklopim sliku

@dancingbirds I spent most of my childhood lone in the forest as well, something mythic indwells you within the silent indwelling depths of that beautiful type of reflective innocent solitude 💫🌳🪽

@manticflame Right?! I love them so much! I spent my childhood hanging out in trees. They taught me so much 💫🌳🪽

The astonishing science of what trees feel, how they communicate & what they teach us about caring for each other -- brainpickings.org/2016/09/26/the…

Sleep Token ~ Rain youtu.be/7Fncun4ObQk?si… via @YouTube For so long, I have waited So long that I almost became Just a stoic statue, fit for nobody And I don't wanna get in your way But I finally think I can say That the vicious cycle was over The moment you smiled at me And just like the rain You cast the dust into nothing And wash out the salt from my hands So touch me again I feel my shadow dissolving Will you cleanse me with pleasure? It's that chemical cut that I can get down with Up like the moon and out like the hounds A dangerous disposition somehow refracted in light, reflected in sound I'm coiled up like the venomous serpent Tangled in your trance and I'm certain You have got your hooks in me I know, I know, the way that it goes You get what you give, you reap what you sow And I can see you in my fate I know, I know, I am what I am The mouth of the wolf, the eyes of the lamb So darling, will you saturate? And just like the rain You cast the dust into nothing And wash out the salt from my hands So touch me again I feel my shadow dissolving Will you cleanse me with pleasure? Nobody can say for certain If maybe it's all just a game When I open my eyes to the future I can hear you say my name So rain down on me, whoa Rain down on me, whoa Rain down on me, whoa (hey-yeah) Rain down on me Rain down on me (yeah) Rain down on me, whoa Rain down on me, whoa Rain down on me, whoa Rain down on me Rain down on me, yeah Rain down on me

The type of thunder that spreads through marrow and memory.