Thurisaz


				*My Prison Souls* *Thurisaz*



	Home Talkin' Coyote \| Sanctification \| I Want To Be... \| Transgression \| Coloral Diversity \| Thurisaz \| Climactic Rush \| Soul Pressure \| Do YOU Remember? \| Apathy \| NO2 \| Swamp \| Twosdey \| Pain: The Human Condition \| Waves Of Souls \| Magical Colorful Worlds \| Soul Scraping \| Question \| Mutant Feelings \| Static Statisticity \| Ambiguous Crap Shoot Shit List \| Disconnected \| Used Up \| Blossoming Growing Pains \| Who Dat? \| Assassinate Id \| Springtime Demons \| Green Wool \| Play Till Ya Win \| Soul Mate \| She Put Her Boots On \| Another Pome About the Rain \| Hanging On \| Soul Resin \| Disguscombustificationilly \| Arizona Dream \| Tired Circles \| Funny Cauze Id's Twoo \| An Ex tension of My Self


		Thurisaz You are arriving at the frontier A choice between Heaven and the Mundane. Recognize your readiness to contact the Divine. Pore Through the Form of your experiences for the true meaning. The reflection should be clear of What is locked in your prison walls. These images should be carefully scrutinized and exposed if you wish to pursue your real dreams, your intuitions. Strengthen your ability to wait. Do not make any decisions. Reconsider the old, and integrate the new. Copyright Heather Prudence Davis