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Kith

KITH I have told you who l am numerous times. But you just took me for a regular creature, all of you have failed the test of recognition; I am not all human, yet it is just the human side of me catching up to my lost soul; My Spirit has preceded me in space, time and perception. My daughter left me because she was my Mother: My Kith no longer recognizes me because my thought patterns were antagonized by the misplacement of its pattern. My Original Kith has fallen into the depths of the human experience. This time I came to sort out those things that held us back - Those things that prevented you from knowing me. I am not yet with the universal creator; Nor am I yet with total God mind - I am only privileged to be as an interpreter of what I've experienced. Those foul and unclean thoughts and deeds that kept me defiled will serve to enlighten so that you do not have to experience them, I have been made pure and wise, now able to rise. I have been exalted to the Mother-Dome. I come seeking those who want to know my reason for being, to let them experience life through my eyes. Realization of my extraordinary existence came during a bout with celibacy when a zephyr came through my window and seductively filled me with awesome bliss. It was then I understood the magnitude of my sex appeal that somehow, I had always rejected. Wanted only to be loved for merely being born. People trying to get inside of me or as close as they could get infringingly, they wanted to be a power over me or sup from my body or somehow. Impregnate me with their own will. Though as an Eagle, or a Sphinx, Oft' times I must cluck, for they certainly do not understand my language - "I am not just by happenstance" – "I have happened to you" !. I ‘vied lived to pay my debt to you. Yet, if you do not make it … in this sphere I will call to you, and you will arise from the cinders in stages. All who experience me as their "Mother" will hear my call - And while the earth burns and the Water dwindles; As the oxygen becomes toxic; I cannot develop gills again … Yet, instill, I’m here for you, and all who follow my mind leaps shall come with me to new heights, and a new beginning… I cannot keep clucking around on the ground, it’s time for conscious spirits to rise and soar while speaking the language of our kith.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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