Embracing my Queendom
This is my domain and I shall rule it! It is my body that I touch with my consciousness,, my elements of alchemy, my movement getured by my intentions.
It is me that is the filligree of this weave that I call me.
And so, I shall be the queen of my domain as I wish! And I will check and balance that which is out of tune with my royal me. I am the grace upon which I have donned my own aparition, into the space of this cosmic body made of star dust woven in the art of life creation.
I was born out of the dust, colorful and fulfilling a purpose. That’s why I am here. I was born with memories of the future, and it is now.
I will not squeeze my box into a form that you wish for me to take. Its too late, we, as humanity, have already brought forth that which is beyond the unknowing of our own.
No ONE, could ever know, yet in our omni-presence of the all together, we knit a mighty potent weave.
So what shall it be huymanity?
Now is the time to dream your spell. What will you sell? And why?
Does it fit the paradigm that you dream? And how can you smooth this rendering of this new theme? The one that you articulate through your every motion, motive and creation?
What is the art of you that you design in the dream of your personal stew. The broth that you betroth as you merge with your intention.
Intention, intention, intention is the landscape of reality, so what shall you do to enspirit the seed of your galaxy? This zone in which all the whirs of the particles, the whiz of the light and the why of your consciousness?
How will you sow your seed into the garden in the sky of your deeds?
What will you alight and bring to a new head of flight? Birdy tweet-tweet, what will be your fiet?
I will no longer hold off on this zone that was prone to be thrown out of my own galaxy’s domain.
