The Cult

The Cult

A Poem by Pete
"

When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest. - Thoreau

"
Music Magazine - THE CULT - New album

steel railing gothic
incandescent gyrations
ignominious



© 2024 Pete


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Pete
"Listen to music religiously, as if it were the last strain you might hear." - Thoreau

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Had to look up "ignominious." I learned something.
Thoroughly Thoreau! :)


Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dylan Macadham

4 Months Ago

A Happy one to you too!
Thoreau yourself a party! :)
Pete

4 Months Ago

lol. how come mac ad ham - doesn't he like chicken?
Dylan Macadham

4 Months Ago

Good one, Re-Pete, funneee! :)

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Pete
Pete

Boston, MA



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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..

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