Crystalline Fur

Here come the soldiers now
storming every house in town
Bearing teeth of a lust gone mad
judgment cometh machine gun armed

Black uniform Kevlar donned
war cry on every tongue
Death vultures prey on our young
pollute wickedness through their sword

Under this Magnolia Tree
now I lay me down to sleep
In a place where I can dream
a clearer vision of The Peace
Into the stars embed my soul
soil where my heart can grow
In the world and of the source
Light empowered, I make my choice

Come rain, come wind, come storm
sheltered by this Love so strong
Come every murderous swine
your disease can not afflict my mind

Cast if off and leave behind
away from system, led by Nature’s Sign
Synchronicity as a guide
Holy grace of the blessed Good Life

Every morning when I awake
Hallelujah I sing in thanks
Live each of my days in praise
Appreciation of the Golden Age
Covered with this cloth of peace
Revelation, she is known to me
Warm Fur in my Crystalline dreams
A vision of my Goddess seen

Under this Magnolia Tree
Awakened, I have come to be
Under this Magnolia Tree
A Light within has set me free

Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration. He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at You can also watch and/or subscribe to his YouTube Channel Read other articles by Scott Thomas, or visit Scott Thomas's website.