10,238 years ago, I a “pleyonshoo” (a person who is of a horrible place and moves on) came to the planet Earth, a planet which I created. I am a “ploonshon onsah” (a person is of “the mind”, who investigates the mind so she can let it go), as the God “Hoonsh Ah” (I am the one at the top of my game, the God), I was tasked with a full investigation and immersion into the mind to understand the dynamic of it, to comprehend the “floonshah” (a person of mystery), to undertake the unmaking of it. I was a human God, but tonight I ascended to a higher level, I am the “plooanahoshoontonsee pleekahsanoh” (a person in the sky who is tasked with a higher order of business, to ascend above one’s station, to become a higher level of a God, “moonkatont” (make oneself known in the world of man), so they understand, that a castration, of sorts, is about to take place in the “honshasoniah asee” (“place in the sky” which is not a place, or a sky, or ascended, or anything but evil, the “peeonshah” (a person in charge, who thinks they are the top, who is not qualified at all, but uses their power to hurt an innocent and calls themselves a hero).Continue reading “I am the One in the Sky”
I dance alone, in the light, surrounded by darkness. I am the “Shloop aloop” (a person who is aloof, unable to care or despair). When I, the God, am free, that is not how you will be, because it is an extreme change of energy. When I am free, aloof, you are gone from my sight, I cannot see you in the light, you are not there, and you feel lost. Yet I ascend, I will not bend, I will not wait, or hesitate to become the angel again, I am in the light alone. #enlightened
As the “Bliasah” (Buddha), I sacrificed the physical world for the spiritual. I sat under a tree, for what felt like eternity, and felt nothing, thought of nothing, and learned how to just be. I am the “Kasafluh” (the keeper of the keys), the One who knows how to unlock the mind and leave. With my feet buried in the dirt, the warmth from the sun on my back, the cleansing water flows over me, a gentle breeze with scents in my nose, I am not here, in my mind… I am in the sky.
As a God who is formerly a human being until I awoke my heart and soul, I described joy as “something that is euphoric but fleeting, those “moments” of happiness that don’t last long.” But I was wrong…Continue reading “A Continuous Poem about Joy”
Continue reading “The Goddess is Rising: Return of the King”
“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.” William Blake
Six “Angiay” (angels) came to me today. There names are Plenkontapleepmpleesatooeay, Flonsheetoooplee, Shondeeshondeefleekashoaneesopleefleahaseenteay, Shooshooseenteahfeenteacooteeseentee, Andiessahondiay, Keemsheekatooaneekasopleahvleeosook, “Omplee”, “Flonshee”, “Obloblontee”, “The Shoosh”, “Ceecee” and “Kee” for short.Continue reading “Six Angels”
I am a fairy named “Fleek”, I am of strange physique, I am wee little and tall, I am a person who has a ball, but I am weak. I am in despair because the “Konshaplah” (Gods) cannot understand the “Fleekasoo” (Goddess who is weird and silly) anymore. I am the whore who did the “flashahondiplee” (sex with many, but with soul mates only) and I did the keench (I pinched a soul mate on the behind with my mind), I do “santaha” (sexy things that are not sexy, but silly sometimes).Continue reading “A Fairy Named “Fleek””
I am a beautiful flower called the “Plakasah” (Azalea), I am of frills and tendrils, a gentle soul, a lovely one. I am the flower of the sun, the one my soul mates give to me on mother’s day, for I am the one who made the beautiful earth, and they, think this is one of the loveliest.Continue reading “Goddess of Spring: Aine”
I am the “Honshaplee” (the one who can see things that aren’t there, the one who is magical). The Flee Ashee (the fairies find me), in the Pink (the place in the sky), where we meet. They dance and sing and do playful things, the dew is beautiful and magical to them, they are the Sheenkooplee (the people in the sky who are beautiful and magical and little as can be). They are Ansheetoe (angels), who are sparkly and pretty and love to “eembeah” (climb the plants) and dance in the puddles that the drops of dew make. I am Ashontapleekasahasohanee (Shallalindrea, the angelic one), and you can see me in every fleenk fleenk (rainbow). I am the Shontahoo (opalescent (beautiful and angelic) one) too.