POMEGRANATE FLESH

IN THIS BOOKi've set so many firesin the deepest desireson this roadand am closeto what they hold-the mostfor human loveand equal revolutionwithout the bloody fist and gloveof brutal evolution.see, how gold cartel caravansand religions in corrupt polarityhave usurped the paganshrines of all humanity-making us serfs againin unframed Lothlorien,in chains that were strings,ciliced by mortifications mesh,while our mind and limbslong for love's pomegranate flesh.Strider Marcus Jones