What became of the lady in black? Who scrawled her name in ruby red lipstick all over the mirror in the moonlight? The lady who was to become a woman within, her sleek black body suit and modest crop disguising a deep, hidden beauty. Her eyes are alluring in the shadows, but she has been banished from grace. By dark, she will charm all who became her. Touch me then. x x x
As the days draw progressively darker, colder, and the leaves turn from green to gold, it is time for me to commit quill to papyrus and once more reflect. It is a time for focussing, on me, my body, I, to make sure it is cherished.
I'm sorry for those of you on Facebook to whom I have not had the chance to grace with my elegance for a long while, I have been away in France, visiting my dear mother in the countryside. It is time once again to come back and attend to my adoring fans, and give them the grace of the ornate fountain of love in the garden of wisdom that they are so rightly entitled to drink from.
If you're looking for ideas to spice up your kitchen (or indeed your boudoir love life) then look no further than my published works of health & beauty books - freshly prepared, with loving care, and designed to flourish you inspiration (without perspiration) from within (love). Who knows, maybe it's time to do a little autumn cleaning, brush your bronze and feel fresh as a daisy again for the oncoming winter.
Beware, the wind might clog up your pores. The best thing I find to do is to pick a lemon from the glass bell house in your garden or wherever you keep it, squeeze its juices into a mugful of hot water, and drink before bedtime. It will flush delightfully through your system, removing all the toxins, and before you know it, you will awake glowing the next morning, radiating goodness and ready to encounter anything that might sweep against your face (mask).
Buried deep in the heart of every human being, there is a secret room that is locked at all times. If you can unlock the door, you will tap into a force that is at once more wonderful and more terrible than death, than human intelligence, than the very forces of nature. When the Original Spirit of God created Man, He put His own essence into this very centre of Man's being.
When a time wanderer goes the Path of Liberation, the Room of Love is unlocked and the wonderful and terrible force is seen in its unveiled reality, perfect and indescribably beautiful, unearthly and untouchable.
Once a time wanderer has opened this door in her heart, she will be so overwhelmed with compassion for suffering humanity that she will delay her own progress on the Path of Liberation to help others.
This is symbolised by the locket in the mirror.
Welcome to the room of love! A place to recline, relax, meet like-minded beings, talk about simple things and surround yourselves in veils of mystery.
It's a small room, but not one to be overlooked... x
Please feel free to invite any friends or potential love dolls.
Princess of the River & Sea. Alchemical Initiate of Ether.