Who’s to say that dreams and nightmares aren’t as real as the here and now?” ― John Lennon
“In the House of Dragon”
And in the house of Dragon something beautiful came, outside the bottle, where it was, I think in a nightmare that was a wind, that creature did fly.
I arrive here in the house of Dragon, the moment I have held throughout my life, a dread and distress, with no light anywhere that seems to suffice. Grace does not abound here and the only senses that abide, are those that taste, instinctual, without elegance or those that cannot face sound. Around, turn around, nothing imagined, day to day, and it’s a heat that’s bound in a cold, cold war. Around the world seems to survive, my G_D all it does is circle round and round, senses not arising with the coming of each new sun.
“In the House of Dragon”
In the house of dragon, the poor do dwell, weather weak in spirit or under some chemicals daemons spell. And time stands still when you are immortal in pain, here in the flames, the cold, cold blaze.
And I will give, give more than I can forsake, while everything will not change, I will rise in what is a dream, for treasure I cannot attain, all attraction in the house of pain, and here in the house that is broken, I will feel that hot breath of Cain tickle my fate. Here where angels come to watch what in my humanity they did forsake.
“In the House of Dragon”
In the house of dragon, something filled with fright, here the fading light still it does not abate, and what a wonder that my heart will not placate, for some lesson is birthed, in a mouth full of alcohol deep inside of me. What ruins has this dragon caused, what change, has that devil caused within, perhaps as no change comes, is something innate beautiful, like a spirit spawned like fate so insane where my soulless tears begin.
And in the house of Dragon something beautiful came, outside the bottle, where it was, I think in a nightmare that was a wind, that creature did fly.
And Adonai you were fire, you were scales in rain, and you came as a dragon in flame, what a surprise, Ruach, you made me wait, till destruction was upon me, you a dragon came like a discomfort without release. And you were without color, or joy, you were the being that is life. And in the house of dragon, you brought grace to what I could not receive, and you made my soul so strong it could not break.
In the House of Dragon” – 06.04.2016 – דָּנִיֵּאל
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Thank you for reblogginmyg work, also for the times you have used twitter to relay my writing. It is much appreciated! Shalom – Daniel
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Stunning Daniel! This is unbelievably good!!
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Thank you Ruby! 🙂
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I read both the tragedy and the victory in this and the victory was wonderful. ❤
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I like victory too! 🙂
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To see what you see. This was fantastic!
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Thank you so much Heather! 🙂
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I couldn’t help wondering as I read if this was a personal story of redemption, and then I realized it was my own. Thank you sir.
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Bill, I so appreciate your commghents and thoughts!
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I love this!
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Thank you Daria!
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This should have a thousand reads if not more. I myself have read it at least twenty times over. I love it.
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And I thank you twenty times! 🙂
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Your writing is wonderful Daniel. ❤
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Thank you so much Lynette!
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We all have a house of dragon, but how brave of you to bring yours forth. This was wonderful!
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Thank you Jene!
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Wow…. ❤ this!!!!!!
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Thank you Raquel!
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