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Poetry - Culture - Social Commentary - Archived Episodes of Conversations with the Wind Podcast
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10.10.202423:59
403Subscribers10.10.202423:59
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Solace Creations
07.04.202520:17
Working on a new design for a wood burning today in honor of spring. This time I'm going for more of a folk art style. I plan on adding gold leaf, real dried pressed flowers, and epoxy resin. 🌸
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The End Of Everything
05.04.202512:16
My ***NEW*** video.
The story of an adolescent English boy, tested in the fires of history.
Adolescence 1916.
The story of an adolescent English boy, tested in the fires of history.
Adolescence 1916.
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02.04.202519:54
After completing such a serious project yesterday, I decided to work on something fun and light hearted today. 🍄
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01.04.202521:46
He was a wonderful father and the best partner I could've asked for.
We lost him about a year and a half ago and I miss him every single day. This portrait wasn't easy to get through, but the process has been healing nonetheless. ❤️🩹
We lost him about a year and a half ago and I miss him every single day. This portrait wasn't easy to get through, but the process has been healing nonetheless. ❤️🩹
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WØLFSHIƏLD Studios
30.03.202500:13
Hit the notification and tune in this Sunday the 30th at 3PM EST/ 7PM GMT for a music marathon livestream spotlighting new and original music from our incredible Volk musicians that was released in the first quarter of 2025!
Many of the musicians will also be joining the show to hang out and chat about their work and answer your questions!
Live on the WOLFSHIELD STUDIOS YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqimrt-HLgM
And Odysee:
https://odysee.com/@Lord_WOLFSHIELD:4/FFQQ:3
Many of the musicians will also be joining the show to hang out and chat about their work and answer your questions!
Live on the WOLFSHIELD STUDIOS YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqimrt-HLgM
And Odysee:
https://odysee.com/@Lord_WOLFSHIELD:4/FFQQ:3
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Sun Vessel ♪
29.03.202523:27
Live demo of No Mediation; Pure Contact, recorded back in July 2023
https://youtu.be/G_1OUfeQk5k?si=4boluIPB2Aa0mCTr
https://youtu.be/G_1OUfeQk5k?si=4boluIPB2Aa0mCTr
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29.03.202517:22
Still a long way to go, but it's a WIP.
This one is for me. ❤️
This one is for me. ❤️
29.03.202501:38
Death Cheater
Once a man faced his Death,
By chance escaping his destined grave,
Only to be haunted for years later:
As he lived his lifeless fate.
And so he lived in sorrow,
Death was left sad and hollow,
And only shadows cried,
As the man travelled in the wild,
Seeking some old wisdom
From untouched, forgotten tribes.
But Death uncovered them:
So the man left, as the last one died.
Now he ventured far north,
Places cold, well devoid of life,
There in snow and frost,
He prayed to be granted his rite.
Death spoke without words:
The man rose when finally offered
To join the hunt for those
Who dared to cheat their life course.
Once a man faced his Death,
By chance escaping his destined grave,
Only to be haunted for years later:
As he lived his lifeless fate.
And so he lived in sorrow,
Death was left sad and hollow,
And only shadows cried,
As the man travelled in the wild,
Seeking some old wisdom
From untouched, forgotten tribes.
But Death uncovered them:
So the man left, as the last one died.
Now he ventured far north,
Places cold, well devoid of life,
There in snow and frost,
He prayed to be granted his rite.
Death spoke without words:
The man rose when finally offered
To join the hunt for those
Who dared to cheat their life course.
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