What Will Happen Next!?
W H A T W I L L H A P P E N N E X T ? !
August 2o1o Hi, Spiros here. It's a dream come true! After I had sold and left the palace at Leavingbye Road 216, apartment 444, I came to an old house in the forest just by the ocean, where a witch and her family lives. A true ginger bread house. And here we drank of the sacred Ayahuasca. Of course the witch's granddaughter's name turned out to be Cecilia, haha, O what a coincidence ey! And in the secret spaces of the Seamstress, Sissy approached me like a cat, licking me and stroking her soul against mine, and inbetween the worlds came Cecilia down through the chimney and lay her hidden hand on my head with a gentle cats bite, most graceful Cecilia, and her hand then became a fine fine comb with which she, Most Bright Cecilia, combed out my long golden hair; our secret is safe, my dearest. And she taught me then how to grow my hair longer at will. I sat there with cobweb in my hair, my hair turned to spiderweb, weaving reality with my dear Cecilia, inbetween the worlds, twinning my hair and growing it longer, weaving. Blueberries and cream and dancers in line, we faded away, faded away with the spirits of the Earth. We will never return.
As I went out onto the pastures that night a bright star in the purple sky became an eye and it blinked at me before vanishing behind the swiftly moving moonlit clouds; our secret is safe. Do you understand the mystery? It is our biggest secret. Maybe you understand why.
The next morning me and the other witches sat outside the gingerbread house, such a calm and wonderful summer day, and suddenly a little spider came and sat in my hair; it spun its threads in my hair and sat right above my forehead for three hours, and spun a ray of light between us and the Sun too! O most graceful Cecilia, O my god, my god, I'm home.
It's all real. And O how I wonder, what will happen next!?
You must love in secret, and you must shout it out too!
I weave for us our marvellous web
Weave with me