firemaiden
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I forsook the Green Lion's rage, as fiery breath, flying toward the sun. With leaden wings, I fell back down onto she who bore me. Mirrored in the black pupils of a toothless crone crouching between spitoon and spirits, I saw myself emprisoned in the Uterus of my ideologies. I saw the hypnosis of pictures. Pale, bloodless forms scampered through the twists and turns in my brain, and asked me questions whose answers they already knew. Endless word constructions, each one interlaced in another, could no longer confuse me. I feel the transformation of my identities. A theater of clouds, melodramatic and strange. I saw a rainbow-like shimmering on their fanned plumage.
Come to silence amidst arrising and dying thoughts. Feel peace and relaxation in the square and the circle. Refined words sharp as swords wait for me in case of need.
From my wife who penetrates everything, I came to know that the secret is to be discovered in clarity.
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