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A short story by Brittany Diana Care for the Haunted Doll  English Edition, Volume II Available in: Deutsch/Dansk/Svenska/Norsk/Gaelige/Nederlands/Français/Español/Italiano/Català/Română/Polski/Čeština /Srpskohrvatski/Magyar/Suomi/Eesti / latviešu/ lietuvių / Türkçe/Shqip/Afrikaans/Avañe' ẽ/Diné Bizaad/Kiswahili / Ελληνικά/ русский/ українська/ српскохрватски/ հայերեն / ქართული/ ᏣᎳᎩ / 日本語/ 漢語/한국어 / हिन्दुस्तानी/ ہندی-اردو /اَلْعَرَبِيَّةُ /فارسی / If you are reading this, you either have somehow acquired a haunted doll or a haunted doll has found you in some way. And you most likely have keep the doll and if not, you cannot get rid of the doll successfully, we recommend that this book for witches and wizards, as they are most likely to encounter said doll and be aware of it, but anyone else can read this for any purpose whether it is for educational purposes or for purely for one's entertainment. For Doll Exorcisms, call our artifact hotline (numbers in Emergency Services Sec...

  by Brittany Diana Sing a song about life, write about your love, for this is your true power. From the sky, let the thunder of victory roar, the lightning flashes over. And the sun warms everything, as it rises and sets each day and night. Moon guides you with the sun’s reflection in each night with its might Stars above they are tiny worlds upon worlds sharing the fires of life Hunt the light’s fire of the sky, let the air blow, and let water come alive Earth is substance taking everything in earnest, but the ether is nothing Void and spirit are alike indeed, just like the animal’s mind and doing. Cosmos, chasms, space, let matter sing, fly, and march for all of time. Gods and Goddesses, give and show us your magic that is the sublime. Io natalis, for the sun, stars, earth, moon, and planets are all now born. Let life grow from, to, and on each plane, and grow like a field of corn. Fire, Air, Water, and Earth, the manifestations of all the spiritual matters, Of which life shall ...

Poems written in July 2021 by Miss Brittany Diana   Quid est homo? What is a man but a miserable pile of secrets? Said the vampire The humans are quite pathetic indeed, for that it will not inspire Quid homo est et quid est vir? Quis estes homini et estes animale? Nos non homines sumus, sed ego equa sine nome sum, non male! Si viri saparent sint, ad feminis transmutent, et bene maximale. Gedicht der Römer In Lateinisch, schreibt man viel dichter auch wie der Griechen. In Griechisch, sind das die Zunge der Zivilisation und Märchen Aber, das gedicht geht um der alte Barbaren, die heißen Deutsch. Römer sprechen Latein und Griechisch, doch sprechen wir Deutsch. Hymnus, Lied, Gesang, Dichter, das sind die Musik der reinen Wörter Diese Text haben viele Noten und Buchstabe, die Latein auch gehörte. Wir lesen und schreiben wie der Römer, nicht mehr mit den Runestaben. Runen, Hieroglyphen, Sigillen, das waren der Geschenk des Gottes Thot. Aus Ägypten, China, Land zwischen der beiden Fl...

  Hello everyone, I am Diana Eakin, or that's what I have been calling myself for a couple years now. Though that was not always the case. I doubt any reader would know otherwise. I first created BDunicorn as a platform to express myself and build my portfolio as a writer, poet, essayist, so many things are ahead of me. Yet, having a plan is actually quite new to me. I'll explain why later. I have been thinking a lot about my life, how it went, how it is going, and how it will go in the future. In this piece, I want to explore memory, using my past and how it relates to myself now.  This is will be my bio-mytho-graphy, to borrow a phrase from Audre Lorde, who was introduced to be by the new and familiar Abigail Thorn of Philosophy Tube. At time of writing this, I had seen her most recent video called Identity: A trans coming out story. That was truly inspiring because I had resonated with almost everything she had said, and of course had loaded it with the philosophy So, first...

Poem by Brittany of the Unicorns See the embers become the stars above in the sky and voice of space They become their own fires in the sky that are the light on our face These show the bright love in our lives, that is the hearth of the home Everything is bigger and smaller versions of each other, under a dome Big and small, the universe is an organism, and so is the multiverse Each is like a cell inside, layers of cells indeed, so vast and diverse. We are the multiverse, universe, galaxy, stars, sun, moon, and earth. Great goddesses, gives us the fire from the stars to light our hearth Want to see this earlier? Support us on Patreon!  

An existentialist ode to the working person   Hustle, grind, wake, and be productive, oh thou paragon of work Never stop because it is unstoppable even if thou stopest the rock Rise and push, even if thou fallst down and gettest thyself back up Keep going, it is your destiny to move it up, take a sip from the cup Now, drop and give us more, give us 120%, perfect is never enough Work shall set ye all free, what does not kill thee, makes thee tough. Then the stone rolls back, crushed, pushed down, it is truly the last end Work for what or for whom, this is something that shall never suspend I am not strong enough ergo I must try again, again, again, and again One must imagine themselves happy, yet thou art never happy, it is ruin. Thy ruin at the great eternal stone that is to be pushed up on the mountain Jump, give it up, and now you shall become happy, in the great unknown. -Brittany Support my blog! https://www.patreon.com/bdunicorn  

  The Sun is a star, and the moon is a planet, these are the signs Each star and planet, big or small, are surely cosmic designs In the night, we see the stars shine like candles or lamps of heat In the day, there is just the sun, no star can ever dare to compete. Moon reflects the Sun, and the stars above too, to the earth Each burning bright star certainly belongs to us as a hearth. Hail to the Morningstar the harbinger of the day’s sunlight Thou art Venus, named after the Goddess so fair and bright She is a worthy being of love, and the planet is quite hot. Beauty too is her domain, and beauty is like a small dot Nowhere and everywhere, this is the energy of essences And the essence of energy is movement and the senses. Oh how each star inspires me with its great and far might It shows to me that love, beauty, and magic are so bright. Let these words pay their respects to energy and to life So that I can stop and do fun things with my void wife. -Brittany  Support bdunicorn...