kelfin

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kelfin pa tricks oberon is a poetic personality of magical persuasions who lived and died in Glastonbury Town, in Somerset in Brith'ain from 1999 til 2005.{a.d.} Kelfin spoke riddles in rhyme - most of the time - and made sense to some in speaking spoken-word-play as a way to say things complex in a sort of simple way. This may perhaps have con-fused a lot of people along the way but some people really liked it and that was nice but also hard to handle.Kelfin has 4 poetry books published to his name, which served to ignite a certain infamy in realms of the underworld. I became best friends with the local Glastonbury God of the Underworlds - known locally as Guinn Ab Nudd - whose eternal home is with-in the Tor of Glastonbury fame {well worth a google search}. After a career of practicing performance as a King of da Faeries, Elfkin and many even stranger-sounding roles, Kelfin has since died in a flurry of controversy and futility, for the vision of everyone loving to live and work together in a society of friends eventually proved to be idealistic hippy blindness - and that which cannot live will eventually die.FOR LOVE WILL KILL WHAT IS NOT LOVEKelfin Pa Tricks Oberon finally passed away in August 2005 after hanging round town like an unwanted ghost for a year and a day, his great glory destroyed - he finally faded a way - in the dead of night - out of sight - out of Mind - West Ward went his disshevelled self - to re-invent - a new incarnation - to die to the Self while the flesh yet lived - to come Home to Earth re-newed and re-freshed - to repent for the sins of out-rage-us things - and these same sins to for-give - 24-give - to live and let live - and forge some new template state to relate what is killing our kith and kin, mother-and-child with-in - and to find our long-lost Father Earth Arch i type - for how to find the Peace of Mind to learn to live for ever in the midst the Heart-less-ness of outer-worlds of War on Terror.so here I Am - still alive and well despite having died and gone to hell and pergatory - in search of some lost soul wisdom from an ancient wound in the collective phyche...
and this I will attempt to share - for any who care to dare to rise with-in despair and learn to be fair and awaken the dragon in da dragons lair and achieve the magic-all grave-bravery to embody the deepest magical pleasure - magic-all treasure to SHARE ... PEACE ... IN LOVE ... PRE SENT ... NOW ... HERE p / I got my myspace layout from MyspaceGeeks.com