In this half-light I drift
Caught between worlds
Comforted in the silence of nothing
Where I can feel the Void

Here the old-world rests
Dreaming of yesterday
Lingering for the pain
And pleasure of death

The next world swells
apprehensive for today
Forestalling the blood and
chaos of rebirth

Like a stay of execution we tarry
Fearing what must slip away
Obsessing over irrelevance
Waiting is a perilous thing

Yet here in the half-light I bloom
Content to wait
~~Feral Goddess, A Green-Muilenburg



And Lo I have become a prophet of Ma’at
Seeing the weak and fearful pursue heresy
With treachery they disrupt the sacred
Defying the Void with baneful acts
Unbalancing all of creation

Make straight your stride, firm your foundation
Let rightness restore the order of the cosmos
Fill your secret chamber with RA’s illumination
May veracity be your guide
Attaining vindication at the foot of Osiris

Else Wickedness gains its foothold for true
Securing your Place of Annihilation
In the belly of Eater of Hearts
~~Feral Goddess, A Green-Muilenburg


This husk wanes with each progression
My gaze turning inward and distant
Seeking shores now unreachable
Wishing for release time wearies on
These bones beg freedom
Yet my soul still aches for life
Yearning for sacred illumination
That lies just beyond each death
With each dying my embers are fed
For my spark is kith and kin
To Her hallowed flame
Where I will live for true
~~Feral Goddess, A. R. Green-Muilenburg


Death’s Shroud

A maelstrom of uncertainty
Shrouds my longing
As resolve dies in my heart

Demons race through my veins
Carrying the poisonous lie of clemency
Making my heart thin and ragged

This inner shrine long abandoned
Devoid of care or worship
Has faded into yesterday

Fallen quests and duplicity
Have weakened my ramparts
Forsworn by the blind hearted

Once valued beyond rubies
My walls crumble in to the void
Beauty once divine now a hollow echo

My halls await the chosen to realign
And bring my kingdom to life again.
~~Feral Goddess, A Green-Muilenburg

Extinction’s Deluge

At the edge of oblivion Her forces gather

A ragtag cohort of the incorruptible

Defying legions of the obedient blind

She conjures The Plane of Perdition

A tempest to clear away all defilers

Ravishers of the sacred firmament

Earth desecraters they are named

Staining creation with chaos and deceit

Above and below awaits in silence

~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

Path of Eternity

Hail unto thee Great Goddess
Whose wings encompass all
Painting creation with your divine breath
Adoration to the first daughter of Nuit
Who is mighty in heka
The Great Day Barque rises at your bidding
Bringing illumination to mankind
You are the path, the way to rebirth
Sing me into godhood Mistress of Magic
That I may join you in eternity
~~Thy Daughter, A. Green-Muilenburg

My Demons

My demons dwell in my scars
Caged with ropey fibers
Armored with unpigmented flesh

Fearful creatures seeking asylum
Frightened of the light and fresh air
Yet ever restless under my skin

For freedom is death if released
So they burrow into my soul
Whispering twisted truths into my heart.
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg