Artemis, also known as Diana, is a Greek Goddess of the Moon whose roots extend back to Her time as a many-breasted mother goddess. We know her better as the maiden Huntress who lives in the forest with her band of young girls (the Arktoi) and her totem animals of Deer and Dog. As a virgin goddess, she is whole unto herself and teaches us to live our wild, instinctive nature, and at the same time, honor our sisterhood.
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Purpose
Riding Tandem with the Random
Spiraling endlessly
Up the pole of a single lifetime
Evolving
Accomplishing nothing
Experiencing everything
© 2016 Martin H Wilde
Not Alone
He told me
“Son, its lonely on the path”
This, after I shared with him
My terror at the possibility
Of being destroyed
He told me
“We have fear, because we have no power.
The closest thing to power is choice
As our awareness broadens with time
It informs our choices more completely”
I got off the phone and thought
Thank God for that man
I am not alone.
In memory of “Jim”
(James Marvin Gordon, November 17, 1935-August 22, 2011)
© 2016 Martin H. Wilde
The Authentic Offering
Communion with the Great Primal Other is made possible through an authentic sacrifice or offering. It is not necessary that the offering be perfect, but it is essential that the offering is authentic.
The authentic offering makes it possible to move from literal space to ritual space. It is in ritual space that the Great Primal Other can provide the energy that powers the spiritual transformation.
Rigorous Honesty
The impeccable warrior employs rigorous honesty to seek truth.
Rigorous honesty means actively seeking out the motives underneath your choices and behaviors. It means knowing and owning your agenda.
This is the essence of truth seeking.
==Marty Wilde
The Day I Die
The day I die will be a lot like today
I will be part way done with my projects
There will be things left unsaid
I will be working toward god knows what
And I will be looking out the window
From where I am
© 2015 Martin H Wilde
God is Wild
Carrier wave from nether
Shatters the boundaries
In Split-rock time
And holds the tension
Of conflict
Suspended
Between pairs of opposites
I carry and await
The rising of the third
God appears in the black space
In the tension
The unknown
The uncertain
I’m in the vacuum
Untamed and wild
A universe
With no leash
God is wild
Wild is real
God is real
God is wild
© 2015 Martin H Wilde
Independence
“It is lonely on the path”
She disagreed
And commented idly upon
His truth mined from lifetime’s pain
“I have gone where no man goes
And found what no man finds”
Its his hubris and grandiosity
Mumbled the mask on the agreement reality
“Someone needs to stop him”
She said to the woman beside her as she continued her macramé
He shared his findings
His fire, and his soul
He rides alone
Down roads uncertain
Through banks of fog
In the valley of the Devil’s own threat
To the place of oneness
The place of unity
To the place of nothing
The place of all
No dependency
In-dependent
© 2015 Martin H Wilde
Tired
On this slope 100 years
Bone on Bone
Youth and power
Now becoming dust
I will not return
The rope is gone
Cable frayed
Froze in time
Mornings repeat
A breadcrumb trail
The days tick by
A dripping tap
Of the friends
Remains only me
Their memories
Caricatures in my wake
The money, the sex
Deception of love
Pomegranate lipstick
On a pink, pink pig
Laying lanquid
In a backwater
Off the mainstream
I hold my breath
I await the end
Looking through the rip
At the empty beyond
© 2015 Martin H Wilde
Lonely
Incomplete and alone
No superstitions that work
Grandma’s morals decades old
Darkness haunts me
Alone in my car
Sunroof wind and sun
Black wing-tip gulls
Circling dozens up high
Floating in the universe
On the blue sky
Tectonic mountain front
Home at last
Such a lucky boy
In love with earth
Never lonely
Never alone
Home at last
© 2015 Martin H Wilde
