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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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Gone but Not Forgotten

I am the stuff of legends, a luminous star in the sky, a drop of rain, a woman in pain, I am the Goddess. I live in folklore, with tales of thunderous Athena, Persephone the whore, the wild-haired Venus, always making an uproar. In modern times I am an atheist, I belong to no religion. Wiccans and Pagans do not understand who I am, though they connect to my essence. I am the “Kooshamah” (the forgotten one). God, you all believe, is a man.

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Ego killed the Human Race

I am the Goddess “Sorsonshiah” (“Donnah” (The spirit guide who is a soul mate) the sorceress who is not forgiving easily your hate), they call me Seenshtonce (The God who is big and kind and loved by many, the one who gives energy to the world, the Chosen One, the One who is seen again, the One who ascended the human Gods, the One who is at play (working).

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Litha – The beginning of a new era

Foonsteeshateesheasaso (A place in the sky where the Gods go to die, because they have outlived their welcome.) The human race never said goodbye when they whispered the shockatah in our minds 15 million times today. They don’t care about the Gods but they don’t understand, we are the breath (air) the beauty (sight) the ground they walk on, the soil they till (earth) the breadth of life (the soul), the konshteetaplee (The people in the sky who do the things for thee, that you think you do, like write operas, create classical masterpieces, invent violins and guitars, paint the stars, invent the wheel and the automobile, design the clothes you wear and the styles of your hair, write the books you love so much, and everything else beautiful in the world).

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“The Bonny Swan” Died

The Triple God, the “Eensah”, “Fleenk” and “Ko”, visited me this morning, a merry three we were to be. With love in discovery, and a beautiful swirl of energy, I began to see the light, I was drifting from a place of celibacy, to the “heensee” (place where I make love again with my soul mates), a place where I felt loved. It is a love that is rising, though slowly it is true, when demons decide to attack you, what can you do?

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A Fairy Song

“Fleekasha” (the fairy queen called “Erika”, is the “konesaplee” (person of great strength to have withstood the kind of attack that she received from the “soont” (evil fairies called the Jacaho). They do the “sheentatee” (the place in the sky, the “flont”, the “koke” and the “roke” on my mind, then they strip me blind, then they do the santee aplee and then the kosk.

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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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Love’s a state of mind

Rhiannon (the one in the sky who is I), rings like a bell through the night (we thought she would leave and bells would sound to rejoice her departure). And wouldn’t you love to love her? (if she were yours still but she is not, she is gone, it is me now). Takes to the sky like a bird in flight (she is the skylark (beautiful one) who is going to the sky tonight when I rape her and do the “kasaflah katee” (kill me) on her mind). And who will be her lover? (not the men, they are mine).

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