Us women are all goddesses. Trans-women are included too, of course. We must all pay respect to the deities inside of us. Mystical, etherial, intuitive, emotional, magical. There are light blue and light purple colors that serve as a support to our auras. I think of Hera. And Artemis and Athena. I think of the open world of Assassin’s Creed Odyssey, which my brother has decided to play again. It calls to me too, but I can lose focus so easily. Maybe I’ll peek back into my account today or tomorrow. Goddesses are noble rulers of spirit. They are guardians, protectors. They swirl up dancing pixie dust. They are noble. Any mistake they make is divine intervention and fate; It was supposed to be that way. Linked to life, love, sex, and death. Compassionate. Sometimes cruel. (But doesn’t that always depend on perspective?) Throughout all time there have been goddesses. Let us not forget the Virgin Mary, and what she means to Catholicism. The actual bringer and carrier of the Holy Spirit, of Jesus. Fables and tales I have grown up with, tattooed within the veins my blood flows warmly. I can never forget them. They are always home to me somehow.

Author: Roe

30. she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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