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“Are you real Mona Lisa?”
Everywhere As if you hung in the air Before the light Beckoning me forward and on Softly Like snowfall in summer This image of you Melts my sanity Burns me I go out in the buzzing heat The aching rain To return home alone again, Wandering, lost in thoughts that fly To your image, everywhere…
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Mythos pretend rights
For about 30 years now, my sexuality has been violated by nearly everyone. It’s a myth, and should be an human rights abuse that a lesbians sexuality is always in question. I get it worse than most, but I’ll tell you my story is just the beginning. It started in high school…because it was uncool…
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Silly poem
I have been pushed so often And risen each time I feel like the sun every morning Climbing For love the madness, the jeers and lies For her glance That stops time. A romantic candle Ascension of the spirit Roads of tar sense That lead inside, now Trusting The great goddess, for me Her feminine…
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“The teeth of the hydra”
A troubling thought Sent shivers thru the summer landscape Leaves murmured, birds concerned, I would want you to be loved old friend For that you are, so solid And the hologram of streets and houses Revolves around you – I would love you My spirit become a mountain Set down in Berwick, Shielding you Against…
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Things are not always what they seem
We’re born into a patriarchal order of which I digressed to the point of self inquiry, what has now become love, and perhaps a unit of two women. Yes, I have been raped several times, beaten countless and suffer public humiliation on a daily basis. Aah, but I became a public enemy the moment I…
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A coin
A coin was tossed, on one side the city on the other sophia. One side 1) end the torture 2) be like the golden statue of Buddha in the middle of the city 1) the ceaseless ridicule, even now from the most beautiful woman in the world. The corruption of my sister seeing my state…
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Sophia, sophia
I believe in existence, the root of which is love. I can see earth’s root, rooted in sophia. If our roots lie in the earth spheres lie in sophia. I have this vision of the woman I love. I sit there looking at her sitting there. The earth in her thighs, the gnostic universe, statues,…
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Griffin Flight
“From my pursuit to my flight, and from my steed to my gazelle” Arabi We’re spinning on this earth, but where are we? – “at the borderlands “ Utterly, we’re spinning but whence went the earth? My pursuit, my flight, my gazelle Tis her, tis her and I – and where is she? On the…
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Tonight: Suicide and Sophia
I want to die tonight. But I won’t. If you can’t sort it out on earth, where will you ever? For its not as above so below, but as I look up to the heavens I would carry my broken heart with me. I always thought “when I smile in heaven, people will smile back”.…
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“Free the line”
Paul Klee I think I read the world’s first porno. A certain shaykh converts a pagan girl who ends up grovelling at his feet. This is her big moment of commune with God. Of course the book went in the bin, but it inspired this, and made me realise that, having read many spiritual classics…