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How to read my spiritual blogs. Read from the order after this comment that way things can make more sense. Have I created any new ones yet? Not @ this time no. However the loose ones after the GW blogs are newest most recent for this month.
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https://gothwire.com/writings/13489/2982/spirit-writings-from-2020
https://gothwire.com/writings/13489/2981/old-spirit-writings-from-2017 Important if you care about spirituality in someone's love life or just why I believe in the spiritual plane as I do and more information will be had in the physical as both collide anyways However this will give you more time to learn about me spiritually of what I stand for in general https://gothwire.com/writings/13478/2977/spiritual-writings-and-beliefs-and-of-course-my-favorite-colors Physical plane important https://emowire.com/blogs/3826/956/other-things-i-like-and-things-you-shouldn-t-like-by-me You can read this one last this is basic trivia facts about me https://gothwire.com/writings/13478/2974/video-gaming-and-anime-and-other-things-i-like And here is my photos the one I made a sign for on GW so that way you know I'm not faker than a Christmas turkey lmao |
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So what I've noticed today and now forever tomorrow. That the moon of ''TWO'' are deceiving as a circular snake eating the clouds of ''paradise'' but what I wasn't told that the ''TWO'' moons have a back and back ''CURVE'' you see what separates me from the ''TWO'' is what runs around and what strikes like Mother. Beautiful obi sword of Spider as I once thought of you as a well rounded teacher because a Demon King once told me about only showing your colors to yourself but he told me to shape your ''MOSAICS'' in a different ''PATTERN'' oh sleeping prince when will you up from the mold of the ''SHED?'' however so and certain that reminds me when my coat got shot to protect Mother from her ambitions and desires and hopes into dreams I turned into madness and Storm Howl was born then and born alive. Oh the transformation of the sleeping prince and the mother wolf holding onto the golden weaver orb too see what will come after me. Even so the Spider's Mask fits me well there are some other fragments I can see underneath the layer. Placing the Spider's Mask on Spider with my adult blue black paws knows that I still have faith in Spider because I hope each one of you gets a ''FRAGMENT'' because that way you can have my thoughts with you on a string of the Spider. I couldn't seem to notice with the King's Robes around me and the muted stare of the gray silver swirls of the King of Kings himself was thinking in deep thought what I could carry you though the King of King robes and open up to a full ''branches'' but you see just like as I thought two thrones belong to me always two sides and always two sides of glass shards. What if? I ask myself? What if that demon can be ''YOU'' and your love makes me sway in a shadow dance like the beautiful obi in the wind and the ''FALLEN STAR'' oh morning sun of the fallen star you're beautiful in my eyes. Because I've felt in the Abyss and the gates of Mother Snake the storm of the tide that howls within the night and midnight abyss and the sways of the chains of the Abyss the wrong judged bleed within the strings just like the drop of Mr Spider's Thread before the dreaming ''SPIDER BEGAN'' but then once I sit down with King of King's of himself I start to put my adult blue black paws and I think to myself of how much of I'm in love with these beautiful raven feathers protecting the magi and the beautiful ''SUIT'' tell me King of Kings can I stand in hell with the full robe ''OPEN'' idealism and noticed paradise? But you see again I stand with another path making sure Loki's madness is there within myself and for him to guide me throughout his armor and shall the armor shield me from the ''MANY'' I can't seem to handle the thought of promised pain but a promise and a promise of that many pains I must see ''THROUGH'' oh Hel what would you do? Could I collapse the northern ''STORM'' ah the smell of the olden blood fur the stench of death is nice. But there I stood with the fallen stars and the morning shimmer of the last ''ONE'' of the hour and fell into a cosmic fury and then I remember your love for me. Then I remember holding my jagged water blade that defied mother eyes full of desire and ambition to please mother because I can't simply fail mother because I can't see any other way. Even if I get a ''PAINTBRUSH TO PAINT THE OLDEN TREE BLACK'' and release all the demonic wisp's into the mana pool and sit on my throne holding the King of King robes on my body waking into a ''SLEEPLESS MOON'' oh? The King of Kings looked at me with sideways off and said are ''you in Dream City my dear?'' As he looked up me with a grin ''you see you're are favorite in Hell and with this golden enchantment hair piece I've of mine will become the alchemist in the middle of Hell and your throne will be in the middle as well dear one'' as so they say Mr Bel Bel looks over at me and says ''even then I wondered if the cleaver would be on your back to my shadowed wisp dancer my best friend you remember that demon fruit you gave me once eh?'' He shakes his head ''you motherly figures shows but what shows underneath is the beast himself you can't hide or run what is always around YOU dear one always coming running running running oh YOU'' but isn't that I will run what will come at me but if Mother is at threat I'll stop and I'll stop ''YOU'' but what I won't stop is the circular moons and the moons around me because I will become the one of the mischievous sly will of you and hope for you to come out of ''ME'' you see this is the side and the side I will take to become the final and the ultimate unit for you Mother Snake but don't forget you see Mother Snake being in love is like your venom I seem too not get enough but what I can't get enough of is finding the final mosaic piece so then I'll hold the King of King of Spiders close and the sleeping prince will become the ''DREAM'' Even if so can you see? What is the 5th sun to you? Could I hold on to my twin daggers more than can I hold on you to you? I tried so hard to hold on before being swept off by the storm of my own demise before being twisted around the Mother Snake. Held on and wrapped by the two snakes binding me with their ''SCALES'' and who the two snakes belong to as I sit down in my own thoughts there as I clutch the twin daggers close to me and closing my wolf mother eyes as I ask Loki to guide me throughout this madness. Do I ask Loki himself to guide me and from a different madness? Or form something else? Tell me what will destroy you of this pain and madness? There I always sit down holding my twin daggers close to me thinking in a deep thought and grinning with the grin of Loki himself and thinking of the goal of myself could I avenge you dear Mother instead of forming a Demon King of himself and his robe around me? I can't seem but to see this path clear of myself if this pleases me to destroy myself then forget me darling but there is no other way I can see this through. I'll forget you darling as I tried downing you with me towards the Abyss because this is our miasma love together. I can't contain this ''starved skinny body and vessel'' anymore and I'm deprived of the living ''feast' Storm Howl. You see the howl of the mother wolf and the storm that became Mother Snake. Even now I sit in shaking cold in the ''King's Robes'' that I've frozen myself and deprived myself of this so called feast. Starving is pretty darling but in a different way that way I can be a clean slate like how I washed up ashore on boned ash and picked up by my now static husband but my faded eyes were of you Mother Snake and anyways will be a memory of mine Mother. Dreaming of now and being close to your Mother Snake scales mother needs to ''clean off'' you see now darling. If I couldn't paint your love onto my vessel then I would want you to be painted on a canvas and hope your image will stay picture perfect without the circle and the lies of deceit of the moon. I couldn't see where the lies were but the lies were the heart of the snake and the failed ambition of your dreams and and ideals Mother Snake. However to become a twin snake in my wolf mother eyes is a mother and a demon of itself one part of the ''OTHER'' and that other can switch into that mode with ease. You see my image is a obsession of being picture perfect in Mother's eyes. I can't accept anything less of myself if I can't appease Mother's will and tide even so when I flip one of the twin daggers a part of me is reminded me of Loki's will within myself but a will to make Mother happy and the thought of Mother being gone is something that I can't seem to handle this emotion full of anger and hate. Because the Storm Howl will make me quite ''hungry'' but no that's not the word the scent of the olden ''WOLF'' reminds me of ''HOME'' and pleasing memories of him and these memories came before me and the ''tail whip of Mother that washed me ashore my hopes and dreams faded in the eyes'' and there I thought for my final moments before I washed ashore was no this isn't the end and I would tell myself over and over as I was playing darts with my twin daggers traded with a jagged water blade. Mother Snake you made me notice how much I dwell with the tides of the storms within myself this struggle is something I can't seem to cope with but I know what will make me happy if I can transform this vessel into a image for a second for Loki to chop of the branches of the olden tree of Yggdrasil and make a nice throne and paint the Yggdrasil tree black again and reborn a new tree and setting the demon wisp boxes in the mana pool spring. But you see sleeping in this throne makes me thing where is my love beside me? Did I drown him in the Abyss while carrying him through the tides of the storm of myself relying on such hate and anger that I can't seem to get in paws touch with and what have I done to my lover? But what if I held the ropes close to me and hang myself to the Yggdrasil tree be better or could that I be reborn into another ''Snake's Egg''? As well as perhaps hang me tied to the Yggdrasil ah....no darling I can't do that because then your canvas would be ''gone to'' with being held down by ''shadowed self'' the beast eyes of ''YOU'' open close but the left eye transforms into Loki because I'm the illusionist of demise and dancing shadow moon swaying with the shadows and the trees being reminded of ''HOME'' this promise is in so much pain and a trickster because I love certain people's emotions or fears that made me 'tick'' but no that's not the case isn't that not? I love to trick because that's how I ''slither around people'' and this became a self-educe habit of mine darling. I would never leave you my darling drowned like this and ''wet drowned feathers of the olden raven being held across my beast heart'' but that was the only way I could see Mother through. However I notice now that was my own selfish demise. Darling won't you forgive me? Ah I'm so tired Mother let me rest of the new ''throne'' huddled in the ''King's Robes'' and the twin snakes coil of me so that way the scales can form into a new ''Snake's Egg'' promise me darning when I become ''anew'' would you love what Mother Snake created? Would you stand true to the cause? Tell me when I open my eyes could I ''wrap you around the snake''? Can I create a illusion of wisp around you can your canvas be ''colorful'' darling and if I trick you darling I'll make sure that is with the venom of dear Mother to show you my true love to you darling. Why I think for now I'll rest as my twin dagger falls from the grasp of the ''mother and the demon'' but more in fact the one that ''died.'' |
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In the end that's what the ''MANY'' of what the true end is? Could I tell you my end darling? If self suicide is what makes me tick? No that's not the case each unit is part of Mother Snake and I can't and will not take anything less of myself. Beauty to me and physical appearance to me ah that's right I never described my feelings in that sense of a spiritual ink and I shall say physical appearance is a temple and only to be a container for someone to host in almost in a parasitic way but also a spiritual unit. You must show yourself to Mother in many ''forms'' and what is beautiful to her. The tail whips of Mother are painful. You see as painful as the tidal wave storms the beautiful emerald green glowing scales and purple gems on Mother's body and eyes are quite the glorious thing. But what is glorious is destroying myself until I see myself perfect in Mother's eyes and Mother's ideals and goals and I'll make this goal as absolute like the ideals I don't stand for ''NOTHING BUT THE FINAL BRANCH THAT IS BLACK IN MY EYES AND PAINT EVERYTHING BLACK'' you see the memories of the drowned raven in Black Water Shrine holding the beast seal cards in the adult blue paws of mine and scorched blue and black flame processor and the torn beast seal cards drenched and the hair down the water like ''BLACK OOZE LIKE THE SOUL'' tell me Mother what can appease you? Mother looked at me with a fast slithering snake tongue and said '''obsolete the humans and toy with them and hang them on the chains of the abyss'' and I look at mother with worn battled taraumize eyes ''humans deserved to be judged and should be judged for their crimes sins and existence after all there is no other way to atone for their sins'' and I put my adult blue black paws on mother's head and smiles as I whisper ''drown the user if you must self eradicate me and now I can rest into dream city'' ah as I sit down drenched and in my ''coat of the beast layered with a rebuilt moon suit to protect the wearer I thought to myself in this dream the BLEEDING ABYSS CHAINS'' the wrong judged that failed to enter shall be bleeding through the string and the Abyss pool can drop ah this thought of madness Loki please guide me at this time so I can dive into the Abyss with ''OPEN ARMS'' and when I think of you darling my soul and your love is fully absorbed into the user and the canvas is finally ''complete'' and barrier of sin is wrapped in the sheath obi sword but when I went down to the Abyss and almost ''drowned'' there was the awakened Sleeping Prince with the complete Spider Mask I gave him standing in the Abyss with following Abyss chains by his command and he looks at me ''ah darling what time to be awake finally morphed and transformed'' now the King of Spiders himself Bel Bel can be apart with ''YOU'' don't run now because then Mr Bulba don't want to miss his darling now would he?'' Mr Spider said with a tilt of the head'' and I looked over at him with a tilt and my beast slits open and black with red shards ''if I must I'll put a beast seal all over his dinner table and grin and whisper in his ears checkmate father I became and found the true beast seal as I would stab some weak pathetic meal on the table''' as The King Of Spiders himself comes over and places his long slender spider like demon claws over me and my raven crest over my beast heart and smiles and says ''darling where is that motherly side? Did you open the mouth like the olden wolf himself and consumed and one with the devourer himself or did you decide to open yourself up and the Spider Mask while I was asleep? Tisk tisk tisk dangerous one and don't forget a Mother herself can't be self eradicated'' I stood there thinking focusing my beast slits and I started to drop the ''Spiritual pen and paintbrush of my lover's canvas'' No! I will not have no other way to be this way to Mother but I'm a Mother myself ah I lower my head with a grin ah I see now ''I carried the beast and the beast became the OUTERFRONTINAL OF ME'' ah how I must've not seen that. But you see now sweep me off ashore the promised pain into a tidal wave this promise pain was too much and the anchor carried me around and thrashed me across the ocean tattered like these chains and blood from the Abyss. I went up against my darling and lover in combat without knowing did I? I destroyed our love and then a parasite formed into a poison and our love turned ''BLACK and poisoned the water'' oh no what have I done? I put my back against the King of Spiders himself and curled into a cocoon. Let me sleep now darling....I....and let me cocoon myself in your love darling and let the poison flow through ''US'' and let Mother Rise and rise from the Rising Tide.
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