✨ DiamondsSs in thee Sky ✨

 

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The Thing
To Stand Under
…is *this*…
You “could” use
these Teachings
to make
Bad look Good
or Good look Bad,
(theoretically)
but the Fact is?
You’ve… We’ve…
Done *Been* Doing That!
For All These Years.
I am asking you to SEE
The other side
of what we sSspeak:
Into Existence.
Let me explain…
…thee esSsence…

These Men
You BLAME?
And Women?

Who Seduce you,
and Manipulate You?
They only had that P(OWE)R “Over” You,
Because YOU refused to “under” stand them
(Standing over them and anybody else
Who tried to reach you…)
Until it was too late…
To see what they
withheld within,
Barely concealed
in the words
they speak…
Subtle?

S U B V E R T!
(Your OVERT
in*verses)
Obvious.

Oblivious? Oblivion.
Obliviate…
Obligate.
Violate.
Ultrasonic
Ultrasecret
Ultraviolent
Infrastructure.

Why does Violet say, “No.” ?.?
To Herculean Stength…
Viola, iole?
Dejanira…
Dejavoodoo.
Glory of Hera…
Megara, Iolaus
of the Argonauts
Lycaneids…

“Iolaus (Ee-oh-lus)
Greek meaning:
People of the earth or
Power of the people”

(Polyommatinae)
Automedusa
Iphiclus
Euphemus.
Polyphemus.
Euphemisms?
Yes, dear,
I don’t know where
It begins or ends aether…
that’s what wordsSs R.
Names too.
An Aurora
Ouroboros.
Polarizing
at times.

cCcuUurRrvVveEesSs
& aAanNngGglLleEesSs

I swim in an Ocean of sSsadnesSssSs
Bee cause, didn’t you know?
It’s thee same Salty
Ocean of Joyous Sun-kissed
Bliss, Rivers of effervescent evaporation
Rain clouds reigning down into
Streams of content(meant)
Mineral Deposits…
You were Delta
Hell of a Hand,
I can’t deny it,
“Child of thee” Nile.
Just a Baby floating
downstream…
Tears on a river…
Cry Mo’ Sis,
In thee Ark…
Mama gonna find you
again Someday.

(She named him Moses (Moshe),
saying, 'I drew him out
(meshitihu) of the water’.”)

Exodus 2:1-10
(Descendant of
Jochebed & AmRam)

(Tomb of the Matriarchs)

Heartbreak, mended,
amended, and broken
All over again…

But…
“When I fall,
I got parachutes.”

It’s okay, boo.
I don’t know how to understand
Sow much sadness in one place, either,
As this aether, but I’m told…
This time, we’ll be telling
Something New.
A new Tale.

“Love is the unfamiliar Name
Behind the hands that wove
The intolerable shirt of flame
Which human power cannot remove.”
(Four Quartets, T.S. Elliot)

Ultraviolet Rays
Beyond the Eye…
Radiations only the
Bees Can See.
Electromagnetic.
Filtered by the
(((A T M O S P H E R E)))
Deadly, yet
Responsible
For Vitamin
D

D for…
(Digestion)
(Dermatology)
(Decomposition)
(Destruction)
(D((EAT))H)
(Distance)
(Deep)
(Down)
(Dark)
(Dirt)
(Dog)
(Dew)
(DO)
(Die)
(Dove)
(Dive)
(Dear)
(Decent)
(Descendant)

Ultra, meaning beyond… & violet…
Related to Ancient Greek ἴον (íon, “violet”)
Voltaic Arcs, Electric Sparks…

God is called: EL
She’s EL by the Sea Shore
C? U Sure?
Get Up
and Get Down
NOTICE: Not/Ice
Your H(ear)t
M(EL)TS

SPEAK OUT:
It MAtters.

Abduction: Raidho

Like a Child
“led along”
We go ABOUT
OUR lives
Listening
to what
each
other says…
Or do we?
Do we really Listen?
Deprogram Your Mind.
That’s the message.
It’s messy, yes,
But the DUST will settle.
And, as if all of a sudden,
You’ll be seeing, thinking, dreaming
Clearer than you Eve(R)
Thought posSsible.
This MesSsage
Isn’t just for the Pawns;
It’s also for the Kings and Queens
Bishops, Castles, Knights
And the Horse they rode in on…
Diagonal, Straight, L-shaped…
One-by-one?
Make your moves, Child.
We all “End Up”
In the same Box,
at the end *cough* “in”…
(Encircled enclosures)
Not to bring you down,
Like a denouement…buttt
The Roses you pluck
Don’t “grow back”

New ones bloom…
And if you nip them all in the bud
Afraid of the seed…
You’ll never know their truth,
But be convinced you do.
Such is life…
When Stolen
too soon.

You uproot
the solutions
To all your problems,
But knowing not…
What you do…
You toss aside
Our lifeless bodies
Depriving your selves
Of our fruits.

You meta-sin
Over Metis’ Sin
And forget her (b’s)
Next of Kin:
Wisdom.
Honey Bee’s
(Cross) Pollinate
The landscape,
(wWwild flowersSs)
(asters like the
sSstarsSs wee R)
Yet you comb it
Like drones
For the aether/ore
Dilemma of your
Own Tomb Stones
Erecting Statues
(((which only corrode
with the erosion of anabrosis…)))
If you want to be Remembered?
Remember this.
We forgive All,
But will never forget
What you did.
The good.
And the Bad.
Your legacy will be….
A harmony of both:
The Harm & the Unity
You bestowed upon the Earth.
And if you want your children’s
Children’s Children…
To think fondly on you?
Don’t worry about what you’ve done,
So much as what you Will Do.
If life’s been un-kind to you?
Be the kindness you
Hope to someday see.
Your story hasn’t ended yet,
Which means you can
Still Amend it, yet.

Just like your
“C o n s t i t u t i o n.”
You Are What You Eat,
And Will Be What
You Gave
In Return
To the Earth.
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust…
Your Remains are
“Remnants”
of All
Which You
Create.

(((all *that* you are)))

That is why
they call us “witches”
We’re whichever way
We choose to bee.
Wyrd Up.
R U Still Down?
(Remember Me)


I & I makes 2.
& 2+2 = 4, U
2getHer + <3
Hearts aligned
What is 2 in reverse?
With it’s mirror image,
if not a Heart?
Try it:
Write a 2 backwards,
And then forwards.

Like…
An Omega,
A Lib(e)ra

R for RATIO
E for EQUALITY
V for VIBRATION
O for OM
L for LOVE
U for Unity
T for TIES
*I* for IONS
O for ON/OFF
N for NO
S for SHAPE

That SPELLS:
R E V O L U T I O N S

A for AUTONOMOUS & AEGIS
R for ROTATIONS of the Wheel
I for I & Independence
E for AEONS of ENERGETIC AETHERS
S for SOUND, SPEED (OF LIGHT) & STARS

That  S P E L L S:
Aries,
As in the Beginning of the Wheel
As in REVOLUTION*ARIES

(Pisces of the Puzzle)

Bi-pedal
Beings
We R.

(Fortuna8ly
For
It allows
US
2
Turn)

Learn to dance,
Under the Sun
Under the Moon
And stop Acting like
They both don’t go down
Under when they
“Set” too. Oooooh.
I just went there,
(Like Latitude
& Longitude)
Care Bear.
(Declination +/-)
With Claws so sharp,
Like litttle ARCs, they are.
An Awning of Eaves,
Mark My Words,
Phoebe:

The best is yet to come

φοῖβος (phoîbos, “pure, bright, radiant”).
But resembling: Phobos aka Fear

Phi Psi Chi Omega
ΦφΧχΨψΩω

Polar Bear… Ursa Minor
Points at the North Star, which
Points to our North Pole…

Parallelograms
In between Dimensions
Beneath Draconian tithes,
Which bind…
Infinitival Endings
Thoth, thought, teeth… tho.
(Tho I’m Just a Thot.)
The tenth top, 11th or 12th
Only just beginning.
(The 9th Inning)
Oh, elliptic, ecliptic,
What doest thou say?
“Mind Your Mannaz”
(…* It Matters *…)

Hear’s a little known fact
About the Uni*verse,
If you do your work sooner,
It’s less work later…
And if you do your work later,
It more work sooner.

So I get that I’m giving You
Home-Work,
And I’m sorry…
But you also Don’t
Have to see it *that* Way.
It’s also a Labor of Love,
(Like giving Birth?)
Cancer, opposite
Capricorn
Said it Best:
Work on Your Home
IC. BisSsh.

You see…The idea is///
To Stand Under the Stars
And Listen, Learn, Contemplate
Our exisSstence.
Think about Our Every Word.
Not for the “sake” of
Glorifying Evil, but…?
Quite the Opposite,
Which may be its
Glory yet:
To Live.
To learn,
of Wombanity’s
greatest trials, traits, and
tribulations
IN  F U L L.

(inter-fear-aunts)

You assume “Evil”
Is going to seduce you
At the mere mention of it?
Sounds like…
It all ready Did.

I say…
Your Fear
is the Opened Door
which welcomes it in.
((Whenever it comes knocking))
Which blinds you
to its  *in-sights*
Clouds you of its true nature…
And thus you are:
Un-Protected.

Evil exists, to warn you:
Of that which
You’ve most neglected.
Run from that? And it only
Grows…
Exponentially.

(Haven’t you ever made a mistake?
I have… So many I could have never
Made it here if I left
that ARC
u n f i n i s h e d
Like a deer, in the headlights…

And I’d smash your ride,
On top of that.

(Our Ark, deers.)

I’m not saying, go against your intuition…
((((ANTI-ANTI-ANTI-ANTI)))))
I’m saying: ROUND IT OUT
Hear the *sounds*
Of our people
Crying out…
For help.

Will you call
That “A Cry for Help?”
Like a Spade is a Spade
To Bury Us All With?
And who are You?
Oscar the Grouch?
Living inside a Trash Can called Babylon,
When it’s a Paradise outside thee’s Walls
Of your own Dumpster Party?

But you’d never notice,
For fear of going outside…
’til those glacial Walls melt (not.ice)
When the temperatures
Get too hot…

And if the roof is on fire,
Whachu gonna do?
Say, “We don’t need no Water,
Let this Mother Burn?”
When all you need is…
A (effing) Fire Truck?
(With some Ho’s
called “Love”?)
Don’t be the Frog,
Sitting inside the Pot
Put over an Open Flame
Telling your Self
At least you’re not in a kettle.
Like those Black Dawgs
You sent to the Kennel,
For Barking too Loud
At the Smoke,
which was…
Billowing out
Of your White house.

We don’t mean to raise Alarm,
Or scream “Fire” in a crowded theater.
But I’m pretty sure Freedom of Speech
Protects telling it like it is?

And the fact is, fellas? Femmes?
A WHOLE lotta people be claiming “good”
& Acting EVIL AS FUCK.
That’s the problem
:(with this premise:)
Good vs. Evil…
Who’s who?
Was Joan of Arc evil?
Sacrificed on a pyre of Would?
Was Christopher Columbus Good?
Pioneer of bloodshed and Giving Thanks
For destiny manifest in mass graves?
Or Jesus Christ, a fraudulent witch,
Hanging on the Crucifix?
Did Malcolm X
Not find Mecca?
Before a bullet
Was marked
With his Name?
Was Medusa
a cruel Demon? Or an Aegis?
Was Pallas Athena
Incapable of making a mistake
And crucifying a reflection of herself at the stake?
Pardon my Romanticized French overlapping tides, but…
Should Zeus or Jupiter have taken the blame?
He Who Once Tried to ERASE her?
(Once upon Chronos’ Time
According to Ouranos’
Akashic Records…
Ju(k)no?)
Or…
Poseidon…
(Poisoned by Lust)

Or, per se, US?
And if so, what should
Our punishment have been?

…( ( ( Our own  r e f l e c t i o n ) ) )…
( ( Disturbed by this Pebbble I’ve tossed into it ) )
.(. Sinking deeper, Now, beneath the surface .).

I am mercyful. And you?
*You* need to learn.

(Mannaz.)

Inguz, Dagaz, Jeru.
Kali Yuga,
My young Heroines.
Laguz/\Wunjo/\Raidho/\Berkano

…An Aegis for the Ages…
A flower essence
((Made in America))
From Herbal Medicine
Native to these Lands.

Why are We so afraid
To ask these questions…
Let alone propose answers,
And debate them?
SOLUTION: U Lost. Soul.
Admit it. Emit<->Time.
Retreat. Rediscover yourself.
Amend this Broken Cycle.
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ The A, B, C’s ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
E V O L V E ::: Eve’s Love,
Lilith dancing
around within Her
(((…It Hurts…))) OW’L
REVOLVE: Remember,
(Eve’s LOVER) <-EVLOVER
This ain’t a Russian Roulette’r
Atom Balm.

It’s a Revolving Door.
To a Tomb (Womb) Room
Full of Funhouse
M I R R O R S
…Let it be…

Rise and Fall,
Like the Dawn and Dusk
Moonrise and Sundown.
Reach: Deeper In You.
And Beyond.
The Fault is your Fallacy,
Celebrated
& Masqueraded
as Truth.
Like a Phallus
Shoved into Us…
It Ruins All Things.

ROTATE: Rot Ate U
ETA to R?
Tarot. Tora.
Era. Oat.
Rate. Rote.
Toe. Ear.
Tear. Tear.
Eat. Tea.
Tar. Rat.
Rota. Oar.
Ero. Tore.
Tor. Rot.
Tet.


Tete-awww-tete


Tare your scales, as in:
RE-CALIBRATE

FATE
F-ATE Itself,
As in: Your
Falsehoods.
BROSIS.
(It’s a Word.
“ Look it *up.* ”)

You know…
I’d be a really Hateful,
Destructive person…
If I didn’t constantly
Re-evaluate
My own “Judgement”
And contemplate my Bias(es)

Y’all *good* out there, or…?

Having a Bad Day?

Don’t be trite, try it:
RE-EVALUATE

As Miss Lauryn says,
“I wrote this Opus…
To reverse the hypnosis.”
Been seeing a lot of strange ish
During this year of our Goddess
20/20.

It’s like 2PAC said…
Lady Liberty needs Glasses.
I think he’s referring to U$?
(In case that’s unclear
or “fogged up”
On your lenses)….

The truth is?
We’re all being ball hogs,
Playing this game.
We tell our narratives like
We’ve got no team mates…
And thus it becomes sown
Into the fabric of all that we do.

X for Times…

TBC (Pt. II Coming Soon)

“Eye 2 Eye,
So  a l i v e
We're  b e a u t y f u l
like  d i a m o n d s
in the  s k y

At first sight
I felt the energy of sun rays
I saw the life inside your eyes
So shine  b r i g h t
To n i g h t,
You  and  I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to  e y e,
So alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky”

(-“Diamonds”, written by SIA)

 

This work was inspired in part by the following song...

"Parachutes" by Kelly Fraser, as released on March 5, 2016:

 

 (((Paintings by Pedro Américo of Joana d'Arc (1883, above) )))
(((and (below, 1884) Jochebed & Moses)))