"The blood that flows through me is not my own." - Neurosis

A Sun that Never Sets

2009

acrylic on board

3x7"

..the Old or Ancient Ones, the Elder Gods, of cosmic good, and those of cosmic evil, bearing many names, and themselves of different groups, as if associated with the elements and yet transcending them: for there are the Water Beings, hidden in the depths; those of Air that are the primal lurkers beyond time; those of Earth, horrible animate survivors of distant eons.

 The Old Gods are elemental, yet they reside in all of us.  Some of us lay dormant to the intuition and reprise they present us.  Don't let the fire dwindle, you will cease to exist and all that is humble to the new ways, are weak.