Turn, turn, turn, she can already feel the oppression of the weight of the wheel on her body. The weight of life's journey is beginning to show. Has her ordeal begun? She hopes the troubled waters are behind her but little does she know.

Digital Poems of Ritual-Magic. The text entitled 'Skull'derives from a Multimedia Performance. Electrical rays are being sent towards your skull. I send electrical rays towards your skull. Beloved Soul. From underground caves engulfed in shadows, silent steps near the deserted cold walls. Beloved  Soul. Lost in the big cave. I will go to drown my sorrow in the Nile.