POMEGRANATE FLESH

IN THIS BOOK i've set so many fires in the deepest desires on this road and am close to what they hold- the most for human love and equal revolution without the bloody fist and glove of brutal evolution. see, how gold cartel caravans and religions in corrupt polarity have usurped the pagan shrines of all humanity- making us serfs again in unframed Lothlorien, in chains that were strings, ciliced by mortifications mesh, while our mind and limbs long for love's pomegranate flesh. Strider Marcus Jones