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Lest We Forget

Ah, ah, ah...

By ©I.M. "That Girl," Inure MusePublished 5 years ago 4 min read
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Babe, I lifted you out of the ashes...

like the Phoenix (from the fire).

Carried you, with my love, you...

perched on my back, grabbing and tearing at the feathers (of my wings)...

fucking up my halo...

with all these useless things.

Always trying to lay low.

For fuck sakes...You done lost your mind...Treating me like your past time.

Never gives... always takes.

Completely oblivious to the fact that the only way to find another me is to pick me from the heavens yourself, or send a fax to the divine.

Because whether you are aware (or not) my love...

I am FINE...(and always will be)One of 'my kind.'

A watcher over you.Making certain that your safe from the darkness that's inside... who?You... and swirls all about you, and consumes you, in this God-forsaken place.

I am everyones' protector...

but only one beings' mate.

Continue to go against the Tao... and it will be out of my hands...and the Gods will seal our fate.

Sure, we all thirst for the lusts of life and material things.

To live forever, with stem cell research, clone it, take this, covet that and will go to no ends... it's a fact...

But, love and reverence for one who constantly defends your soul and begs Ra to spare you, despite your treachery, should, like a prayer, be voiced... and should always come first.

Since, you had no idea the things I had to sacrifice, to prove to the Gods you had worth.

Show humility... and keep it real with me.

Since I see otherwise and without eyes.Ergo, it is futile to embroider truth and stitch with lies

Honey... still don't know who I am?

I'm the one who's been here since the beginning.

And the one who will be here in the end.

I'm the one who was here when they made the stars.

I'm the one who tells the sun goodnight...

The cosmic milk in, the milky way.

I am the big dipper in the galaxy bend.

I'm the one watching the beings who were planted here to protect Gaia... destroy themselves and desecrate the earth.

I'm the one who cries the rain that wets the dryness of the sands once moist with humanity and flowered with love.

Now withered like the lack of respect we have for the cosmic and each other, and true Alpha and Omega above.

I am the Generation of Isis

daughter of Anubis, creation of Atum-Ra

Aphrodite and Inanna...

encompassed in the vessel of this fragile human being organic and vulnerable, to the world. In pain... susceptible to cuts and wounds inflicted on my flesh and the bleeding and festering of my being within.

I am the one who chooses to save you

and clip my wings too...

so I could suffer with you,

and do what I was born to do

and save the masses through words.

And lead them, back to their celestial essence.

Now if you'd only stop fucking around... tune in and recognize how important this is.

You'd see this is a much bigger picture... than you think it is.

Much bigger than the simplicities, of human emotion.

Much bigger than your problems...

much bigger than the drama you create...

and much bigger than the methods you use to solve them.

This is universal.

This is real life now, babe...

A live show, sweetie...

NO rehearsal.

No make-up...

No lines...

No do-overs...

No right... all wrong.

Just a lot of souls... including yours, at stake, if you don't make the right moves now... my love.

I "think I am"

being pretty real now...

I'm speaking to you directly,

Instead of our usual... (in songs)

Because this time I want you

Listen to something beyond the melody.

Something that's very real to me.

Can you feel it?

Just a ball of energy.

Invisible strings attach us all...

you to me...

Me to it...

It to that...

That, too...

They, to them...

Them to you...

I want you to feel it in you.

Listen to the voice inside.

Listen to it scream for your attention.

For something inside us all to give it an honourable mention.

This is real shit now.

I'm talking this is a planetary thing, baby... something eleventh dimension.

Are you listening?

This is something you CAN'T question.

This is...

Our lives...

Pay Attention.
©️ Inure Muse

Remember who you are...

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©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse

Hi! I'm "That Girl Muse," author, artist, muse, poet, surrealist and spirit guide, who uses creativity as a means to heal the mind. Each poem's a lil' bit of Inure Muse's story @Find_the_muse & support my work. You can also book me online!

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