September 8, 2017 nimues 0Comment

Come with me;

Down the Rabbit Hole of my existence.

It has layers……

Like an Ogre

Ogres and I……

We’re like onions that way.

…..Sometimes…..

…. we make people cry,

But we’re still yummy

And good for you.

I am the Maiden,

Chasing white rabbits, feet first into places unknown.

Traveling where my feet carry me, with the curiosity and enthusiasm of a child.

Seeing the world as a place of infinite beauty and wonder

Trusting the universe to provide for my needs ….

And …..

….Once in awhile….

My wants.

I….

Am the Great Mother

I lead and nourish the children of the universe.

And…

….lead others in doing the same….

I….

Am the Creatrix, the Artiste…..

I create from my very soul….

My greatest Master pieces…..

OH!!.. they are wonders to behold…

Painted with blood…..

….. and tears

On canvases of skin…

… stretched over strong bone frames….

My little treasures….

Truly the mirrors of my soul….

Indigo children indeed….

…born of a Rainbow Mother…..

I am soon to be the Crone…..

You know……

There is only one love greater than that of a Mother for her child…

It is the love of a Mother for her child’s child…

And OH, how I will love Her….

..or Him…

And I shall worship at their feet, and adore their very spirit….

For they are part of me…

… and I of them….

Together…

We are whole

And holy….

And divine…

I …..

Am the Mesocosm…..

I am that place in which the extremes meet and become one…

I cry when I am happy…

..and angry…

I play the advocate of the devil….

….. while being the voice of reason…..

And….

Make no sense at all….

I am outgoing, funny and flamboyant and well spoken…

But I am shy and serious and introverted….

Insecure…

…. And confident…

I can speak in a most gregarious fashion, with grandiose vocabulary to impress the most learned of scholars….

…yet…..

..i chose to be simple and plain….

And…

I am passionate…

Oh, I AM passionate….

I will show you such passion that your mother has only told you about…

…told you that you would go blind from…

And then…

Then…

.. I will get creative….

My heart?….

Oh my heart..

My heart is made of diamonds!!!…

My heart is made of diamonds….

..strong…. and beautiful..

… and .. transparent….

My heart is made of diamonds….

Yet…

..it bleeds…

It bleeds and it cries….

For the little broken ones…

 I’ll tell you a secret…..

Sometimes…

… I am the little broken one…

But, oh!!… when I find my wings again…..

When I find my wings….

.. I am born again from my ashes….

As a phoenix rising from flames…

..i am born!!

Soaring high above….

Proud and beautiful and strong…

………..

I ….

I.. am me…

Nothing more….

Nothing less….

And with the grace and guidance of my Lord and Lady…

I will embrace Me…

For I am their child….

And I…

I am perfect,

just the way I am!!

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