About the Book
Numerous things are present on the Earth but why? They did not occur in a linear sequence of events but instead they appeared simultaneously, each one urging the others onto the earth. "The Prayers of Astromance" is a book I wrote which demonstrates the endless cycle of reality through which all kinds of things appear on the earth again and again. Things appear in the pink and green regions and those things are conditioned in the blue loops. Those blue loops cause things to appear in the pink and green regions to repeat the endless cycle.
I believe "The Prayers of Astromance" to be a work of art suitable for readers of all ages. You are sure to laugh and cry while reading "The Prayers of Astromance" because the stories in this book are both funny and deep
My inspiration for "The Prayers of Astromance" happened at school when I asked myself the very deep question of "Why are we here on this planet surrounded by all these things?" I wanted to compose a sophisticated answer for this question which eventually resulted in a large book of magic explaining why all kinds of weird and wonderful things appear on the earth
I believe "The Prayers of Astromance" to be a work of art suitable for readers of all ages. You are sure to laugh and cry while reading "The Prayers of Astromance" because the stories in this book are both funny and deep
My inspiration for "The Prayers of Astromance" happened at school when I asked myself the very deep question of "Why are we here on this planet surrounded by all these things?" I wanted to compose a sophisticated answer for this question which eventually resulted in a large book of magic explaining why all kinds of weird and wonderful things appear on the earth
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The Dungeon Bible
Brisbane, Queensland, Australia
During the magical night Words spoken in the tombs Put together the ancient bones From the worlds beyond And brought them home To their dark throne Where they sat down And summoned the naked creature From the leafy giants Growing in the storm So she came to the ancient bones And with beauty untamed By their darkest thoughts She danced in chains of flowers