It’s My Birthday! (No Show Tonight)

July 3rd, 2007 by Voxx

babaloncake

It’s been a crazy week over here at Tiphereth House, and I still haven’t gotten a chance to post last week’s podcast … so I’m sorry for the delay, it’ll be posted up tomorrow. Thanks for your patience.

Still, today is my birthday, so I’m taking the day off. I’ll be back next week with a brand-new show!  Stay tuned.

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Princess Diana … Happy Birthday

July 2nd, 2007 by Voxx

ThePeoplesPrincess.jpgJust wanted to commemorate the birthday of the late Princess Diana. The world lost a great light when she left our planet. I wish her spirit peace and light eternal.

Happy Birthday Diana, the People’s Princess. I am honored to share the same day of your birth.

For those of you who are interested in the Astrology chart of Princess Diana, I will be posting it soon in the Astrology Section of my magickal forum.

A Personal Story: Six months after the death of the Princess, I wound up being flown to London to perform a Babalon Working with a magickal friend (all-expenses paid, who could resist?) As a result, I was able to take the opportunity to personally place a bouquet of one dozen yellow roses at the entrance of Highgate. I felt that I was meant to go there and pay hommage to Diana, one of my most favorite people on the planet.

I wish I could have gone to the concert given in Diana’s honour. I encourage all my readers to say a special prayer for the peace of her spirit. She truly was the apotheosis of the Goddess Diana, as far as I’m concerned.

* * * *
The Hounds of Diana

Stealthing through the wood
Bolting faster than a ray of Luna light
Casting off illusion’s brood
of silky white

Diana
quick, you dart
with bowstring tight
shot thru, the blackened heart of night

How fleeting fly your feet
bounding by on air
Wild scent of virgin heat
Your haunted lair

Transgressed by crystalled Acteons
Take care
When the Huntress turns to hunted
Feign, beware

Your stag and hound are circling, unseen
Soon spotted, drag your broken body from the scene

There are those who claim your cease
Whatever can they mean?
You are merely hidden
in the never-ending green

You live and hide behind the Moon
Your symphony
in a horned-owl’s tune
O, winged Priestess of Prophecy — Diana

(© 2007, Voxx Voltair)

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