We live inside giants

From the darkness

Archetypes are birthed

cloaked in energetic imprints

that carry old age stories

a golden thread

woven through the history of everything.

We live inside giants

their myths shape our collective consciousness

And mould the muscles of our somatic memory.

We voice their quarrels and poetic murmurings

We cast out enemies and embrace strangely familiar allyships

We dance the pantheon of great archetypal tales

whether conscious or not.

Our human stories are mere glimpses into greater myths

older than all the ages and far larger than our collective body

Where human and God / Goddess meet

The holy merging of angel and animal.