the goddess

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).

Continue reading “Litha – The beginning of a new era”