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You Are The High Priestess
You represent mystery - secrets that are yet to be revealed.
You find yourself sitting between two worlds: one dark, one light.
You tend to hold these two worlds in balance, reconciling the two.
Open and welcoming, you invite others to learn your secrets.
Your fortune:
Something hidden, or latent, in your life is about to come forward.
You need to pay more attention to your dreams, thoughts, intuition, and imagination.
And if that involves tapping into your dark side, it will all balance out in the end.
You have a lot of potential dying to be unleashed, so let those gates open! What Tarot Card Are You?HumBird freeVerse diaryHumBird by ameliApoet Matus
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Add to My Profile | More Videosi named the godstheres greek blood in these veins damn near divinci divine slightly closer to the bloodlines of jesus yet not as important as those that came quieter. or those that needed not to be named or told of I dream of my ancestors in their grande orgy ways spirit of fuck throughout the grapeleaves with curly hair and leaves and tempers and the chains of Romans and the promise of Zeuss and the heart shape of aphrodite's ass I named those gods inside that forest the myth that mystified mortal men Great beings with arrows and velvety hair cleopatra the night, her hair on our window let down to cover the sun One of my veins is golden it is hard to puncture and it will not bleed Though we're all mutts of our mythology martyrs to some cause that happened to be told by our great great ones those that are but dust and twilight bones and scripture. teller tongue and story i named those gods when i was still womb laden when i was but a strain on a tree not grown or rooted on a land not yet divided when we were truly all races and not colors or rather colors that raced to rainbows and in eighth grade that teacher from Germany he taught me about my mystical ones wanted me to memorize names that were swirls of circles on grandfathers tongue he was scary and once whipped me in front of the whole class as I shivered i couldn't spit out the stories they sounded wrong on his tongue i wouldn't spit out what we hold sacred put them in a looseleaf notebook pass his test that made me worthy I was the only Greek one in the class and the only one who failed I refused to be tested on our History didn't let it be his story and I remember this each time the white lady on channel twelve tells us once a year in very serious tones that its black history month and then moves on to the weather forecast which always predicts rain.a.m. 07A-artistic angel of all things awe inspired M-moves through life no malic some mischief most brave E-eclectic Eden my elected dream utopia garden L-light lives not listless but leaping thru my limbs I-intersting souls intrigue my iris so i look to eyes A-angelic art forms vary from anguish to angular acceptance arms, open in closed hug fashionI edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4
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