Find your next favourite story now
Login

Spirituality Stories

spirituality

The Veil Between Good and Evil

Good and evil exist beyond the veil.

I Beyond the veil: the Good, the Evil, Visions of mysteries seen by the chosen few. At our given time, one by one, Souls will be carried by Angels to Love or Snatched by demons, cast into the pit. II Beyond the veil, time ceases to exist; Eternally rest in love and glory, or Forever suffer agonizing flames of fire? The choice is ours; free will, a most precious gift, To accept and love or betray and loathe, Memento mori:...

Whispers Beyond The Veil

Journey through shadows to find hidden light.

Beyond the veil, where secrets hide, A world unknown, where dreams reside. In gentle whispers, shadows play, A land unseen, where spirits sway. What lies beyond this hidden door? A place of peace, forevermore? In twilight’s glow, we hope to find, The echoes of a heart aligned. Yet as we stand upon the brink, We ponder what the darkness brings, The pull of mystery's thread we feel, Drawing us to where dreams are real. Fear...

Narcissus, the Nephilim

a theological headcanon of mixed mythology

“I want to be a demon,” the Nephilim said, “Even if I have to barter my wings for horns and a tail. I want to be a demon.” The priest furrowed his brow as he heard the confession, "Your lineage is half Divine, why would you give that up to be beyond the reach of redemption?” “Because demons have fun. They enjoy their existence. Not all about duty and sacrifice. If that’s my only legacy, then my duty to myself is to sacrif...

Mission Report From the Soul Sleuth

Slithering Heartbeats in the Sunrise Makes the soufflé of life begin to rise

Heaven repents from the cell I put you in My beautiful soul Does it hurt to trust me again? Is that why you keep me so afraid to begin…. …anything? Heaven Repents from the cell I put you in And Hell mourns the loss of your company The comforting swagger of your apathy Can you hear the horsemen pleading for your return? Heaven repents and Hell mourns But Earth? Earth hardly notices your return. What is a body but another c...

Earned My Beads On Downing Street

What would you do, if you had forever ... but only one day a year?

“Of all the carnal powers; and the blessings of the Shrove of Man; Grant me this small mercy. By the Saints and martyrs - beyond, before, within my blood rite, and without. Guard and protect my soul tonight. I ask all this as your humble servant. E Nomine Patri. Et Fili. E Spiritu Sancti. Amen.” As the prayer was uttered, the flame flickered. Once the seal was said, the flame was hushed into smoke. William got up from his...

The Interview of Invocation and Invitation

As if Compassion were a Storefront with a Sign that says Inquire Within or Help Wanted. Every Being is dealing with more than you know. Be Kind Always.

Peace be upon you; And also with me - -- and all within me Imagine being many A pantheon of souls A galaxy born from a stray dream An idle thought turned semen seed and grown Expanding facets of self -- blossomed to full And flowered to flesh of mind Mature in astral attitude Speaking with the retro or futurist swagger And accent of a Time known only to Ancestors -- or descendants from some parallel or tangential Era Imag...

Validation

free verse poem about validation; being different; being seen and acknowledged.

In the crossroads where silence meets sound, I find holy ground And I crave the pain of bravery When a moment of empathy flowers into envy I cry without knowing why I wish for a broken spirit so that I can fly The disparity of my reality So many ifs and maybes Falling Fading Like life smoke escaping From being at the end of a rope Holding on to life And the only friend Is the Strife Slowly transforming your coal dusty sou...

Get Free access to these great features

  • Create your own custom Profile
  • Share your imaginative stories with the community
  • Curate your own reading list and follow authors
  • Enter exclusive competitions
  • Chat with like minded people
  • Tip your favourite authors

Her laughter slowly died, deep darkness covered the walls, Her hopes diminished, buried under ashes black as coal, Her journey will take her toward her goal, Nature will guide her; through the light into a whole, Her soul mate uncovers the canvas of her soul.