The following is a transcript of the talk given at the Clan of Tubal Cain’s “Heritage” event held on June 25th 2016: Wisdom’s Embrace: Living Craft and Upholding Tradition by Ulric “Gestumblindi” Goding Good...
Honoured ancestors, May the song of my People Entomb me in the verdant strength Of flora and fruits unnumbered. May Wisdom’s sweet scent and intoxicating ecstacy Flow through my very Being. The Old King...
I understand that this post shall no doubt cost me “friends” and the esteem of peers, yet speak I shall… It is all too prevalent throughout the subculture that is Craft and the subculture...
Friendship, from OE freondscipe, the shaping of and being in the state and condition of being freondes (friends). The origin of these words are found in the Proto Indo-European verbs to ‘like/love’. Frith being...
I am wargear. The Smith has crafted me, according to the Muse’s melodic instruction. A sole purpose, the protection and furtherance of my Kin. Each blow that I am doomed to gift, each blow...
When immersed in contemplation proper, all sense of and base desires of persona are dispersed as if vapour in an unfathomable cloud. In its stead we may be greeted by a bottomless Well of...
Where are you? Is it that I cannot hear you? Or is it that I choose not to? This image I offer, This persona I covet, I fear that you will render all I...
Lucifer, myself to my Self I pray. Peel back my skin, flesh pulled aside, Exposed. Bleach these bones, to a Hallowed white, The Fair One I am, We are One, and the same. Hel...
Beguiling Beauty, Whose fingers caress the neck As razored-silk. Pull tightly, carve my flesh with haunting embrace. Breathless longing, Your lips to mine, keep planted til I gasp no more. Sweetest kiss the...
