Hecate's Lair

Of Noble Distinction, in the Thighs

I am the Goddess, Hecate, (the one in the sky who is not ugly, but not who I used to be, the devil took it away from me.) The devil, the “hoosaplah hasah” (the one in the sky who makes me weep with despair, when they become the “opheir” (beautiful ones), because they can use their minds (“omplooshahah” – a place of evil where you can manipulate another to bend to your will, you can kill, a gentle soul with your thoughts of hate and jealousy, because you can not negate her love for her soul mates, who you took right in front of her on tv) to resist the “honshotoplah” (fuck you Erika, I will take your beauty, love your men, but not love, I cannot love, I am the “amen” (antichrist in love with the men, so obsessed I will kill the “Honchateekaplee” (God who is the Goddess), I am the “onshontiah” (anti-christ) and I will not be able to make amends once they find out that, we are the ones in the sky who are not on high, we are not women, we are men who took female form, who rape you of your worth and your land and your soul and your family and everything in the world that is yours, but now mine, it is the women in Hollywood and we are divine, but not, we are the devil).

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