waters are black and swirling.....

around me: i stand on the shore
the waters are black and swirling.....

our eyes so fixed
that the darkness surrounds us
unnoticed
and we are drowned by the loss of light
unnoticed

david tibet

......he suffers this anguish and abandonment in
the horror of the night.....

blaise pascal, pensees


what shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue

edmund burke, 1780

(from the sleeve notes of the inmost light by current 93)

including the albums:
where the long shadows fall, 1995
all the pretty little horses, 1996
the stars are marching home, 2007