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@melqomene and @arthemis mythology event  — day three // favourite egyptian deity

i. abel says the pilgrimage happens in the body. it’s something about soft blue veins, about the end of the line in islands we can never see, shoulders made of sand, the fire of god on your tongues.

ii. lines we pull from the hands of angels, ‘there is nothing so dark in nature, cain, are you sure those, those are your eyes?’ we speak the words before language. you spit poetry like berries, poetry like a dead dove that came back.

iii. you say these are not wrecks, these are hands. but ‘body’ is lost, do you remember? do you remember what mother told us ‘flesh’ mean? you cover my mouth, you say god lives.

A LION COMES AND EATS YOU YOU’RE DEAD WELL, I’M NOT DEAD I’M THE LION, YOU’RE DEAD!

THE HAND THAT REACHES FROM THE GRAVE TO GRIP YOUR THROAT IS THE STRONG HAND YOU WANT ON THE WHEEL

WHEN I DIE I WANT TO BE FROZEN AND IF THEY HAVE TO FREEZE ME IN PIECES SO BE IT I WILL WAKE UP STRONGER THAN EVER BECAUSE I WILL HAVE USED THAT TIME TO FIGURE OUT EXACTLY WHY I DIED

OF ALL OF THE VERMIN IN GOD’S GREAT GREEN KINGDOM LICE ARE THE ONES I DETEST THE MOST

HARDWORKING, ALPHA MALE JACKHAMMER MERCILESS INSATIABLE

SALESMAN OF NORTHEASTERN PENNSYLVANIA I ASK YOU ONCE MORE RISE AND BE WORTHY OF THIS HISTORIC HOUR

A HERO IS BORN OUT OF A CHILDHOOD TRAUMA OR OUT OF A DISASTER THAT MUST BE AVENGED

LEARN YOUR RULES YOU BETTER LEARN YOUR RULES IF YOU DON’T YOU’LL BE EATEN IN YOUR SLEEP