Apr 15

The hour is long…

...and the night is young. Do you remember what's been lost in the fog of time?  You sense it, but do you really know what you've lost? I remember driving through mountain passes in the back seat of my dad's car imagining an endless world, made of dreams and giants, and empires; of sleeping buddhas, and burnt castles; of blue kites fluttering in the wind tethered to hope... And so with this, my dear, I once again will answer your question...with a question. Do YOU know why are you here?  What brings you to this place if not what you seek in yourself... Will you flinch, will you not rise? Will the sacred inspire you, or the mundane tie you?  What of your wings...your graceful flight... Will you take a leap of faith with me? to where the world ends? to the edge of things? -Iliad https://youtu.be/T5Xl0Qry-hA ...never give up. https://youtu.be/aLe9OjU-nvM

Mar 15

Blue Fairy

I close my eyes and see your eyes, bright and penetrating, guarding your sprites... I reach to touch you and you withdraw in fragile tremor, haunted by shadowy frights... But...in your heart, in your beautiful soul, with wings spread wide, I see thousand lights... In the brief moment I've come to know you, you have revealed to me infinite worlds and a starry night regaled in co-creative delights bedazzled by army of knights reaching untold heights...lighting stars in blue blue nights... M'lady... -Alexander

Mar 15


It's been so very long since I visited this blog...how life takes us on a journey. But, despite it all, here's a video for you...

Nov 14


[audio m4a="http://www.radiantdaggers.com/wp-content/uploads/03-2_11.m4a"][/audio] embrace May I embrace you? As if I were you and you I... May I remember you, in times past, Ever present, beside me in infinite stream... Emerge from the eternal ocean my love... I have found you at last, no longer bound by flesh, Beyond struggle of words. -Iliad

Jul 14

little lights

[audio m4a="http://www.radiantdaggers.com/wp-content/uploads/02-Le-Monde-copy.m4a"][/audio] I cannot get your voice out of my chest, It's nestled there, still resonating... Somehow, in the middle of the rain Your voice was a splash of little yellow lights Floating through streets of old Bethesda, Lighting up the grey. I met you as little yellow lights In the pouring rain...