Another Initiation of Growth-Reloaded

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Sunday, August 31, 2014


Another Initiation of Growth



The first time I saw you speak
I heard your growl
The passion and fire in your voice
My eyes glittered
My body rejoiced
Had never seen such strength before
The power you brought
I wanted more
Now I see it was all a dream
Like the rest of this illusion
Nothing is what it may seem
Everything's fallen into utter turmoil
It makes me sick enough for my stomach to coil

I fell out of bed
On top of my head
And once I stood up, I started to see red
The gash I received was deep
It bled and it bled
I proceeded to stop the bleeding but I received other gashes instead

The biggest gash though, I received in my heart
I felt the entire realm was trying to keep us apart
But the first hedge put up had already been put there by you
I realized your insecurities, as the more shit you allowed me to be put through

You were the ringleader of this circus of deceit
You and the other animals wanted to bring me to defeat
But as I cried and wanted to lay it down
Mother came to my rescue and picked me up from the ground
She let me cry on her shoulder
She told me to purge
She said "Go ahead baby. Let it all out. I know that it hurts to see them all for what they're really about."

I took a second look at the faces of "so called" comrades and friends
But this time, I saw demons and devils that made me cringe
I felt their insecurities, doubts, jealousies and hates
Things that were at first veiled over
The hidden rivalries that started to disseminate
They slandered, attacked, smeared, smudged
They had nerve to say it was in the name of unity
Dared to say it was in the name of love

Can you see their hypocrisy?
Can you see their disgusting lusts for the taste of my blood?
All because I took a stand for the Goddess in me
For the god and goddess that I mistakenly thought was in them
For the God that I thought was in men
For the Goddess in who I thought were these women

These in fact were those who chose the lower half
Who desired the base things
Who chose the crooked paths
They couldn't handle my strength
They shunned me for my Divine desires
The want of something better
The true spirits and souls that would take me higher

I definitely learned that misery hunts for its company
Devours alive those wanting to fly
I pity those lower entities but at the same time, I know they must die
So that there can be a chance for those who choose to do right
So that all that are chosen can arise and take flight
The pain, hurt and deceit further opened all three of my eyes

Another initiation
Into my complete and spiritual rise
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