Hecate's Lair

The Magic Forest

“I am demonic but you made me too beautiful now”, said the tree to the artist who recolored the image into a magical rainbow of colors. “Enfah” (a person who is fat but still beautiful) is not a word you will ever hear from a human being. Fat is not something ugly, per se, but in the God world it is something called a “ploneshonteen veenshentoe pleoo” (way of controlling a group of people who are descended). The group in this case are women. Women are insane, they descend themselves by fretting, obsessing, worrying, and doing “chompleenkako” (submitting to a male) with their weight.

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Demonic Energy on Mother Earth

I am the goddess “Gastontapleeasahasoanee” (the one who is Gaia, the one who is upset). The earth is in peril but not for the reasons you think, it is the energy. Upset people create tornadoes, sad people create rain, evil demonic people create earthquakes, the earth is made up of a collective energy, and people are responsible for what happens. Many demonic energies have changed the landscape. I am the Goddess, and the God will change it.

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The Beginning and the End of Time

I am The Goddess, you won’t believe I am a real person, or that this is me, but before they kill me with their insanity I want to tell you a story of how it all began. I made this world over 8,000 years ago, in an ancient place called the “Footakee” (the Place in the Sky, the “hoosentee” (human universe).

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The Goddess is not a Feminist

We, the human Gods, have lived thousands of years in the human universe, and in that time millions of negative and traumatizing experiences happened because of demons. We are fragmented, shattered into pieces with dissociative disorders, PTSD.

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Piss, Pot and Patchouli

Piss, Pot and Patchouli: I’ve Become Boring AF (A Gen-Xer's Lament)

Did you ever just wake up one day and realize that you have become mind-numbingly dull AF, that the free and wild spirit you used to have is gone, demolished by a trite gentrified society and superficial peers who became old way before their time?

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