From Isabelle Ilic
Jesus… She knows…
On my shoulder is the Tatoo of the Eagle Phoenix Bird…
I know this.. I lived this .. as did my Family of Eternals undercover in Nature..
I flew straight out of heaven, a mad bird full of secrets. I came into being as I came into being. I grew as I grew. I changed as I change.
My mind is fire, my soul fire. The cobra wakes and spits fire in my eyes. I rise through ochre smoke into black air enclosed in a shower of stars. I am what I have made. I am the seed of every god, beautiful as evening, hard as light.
I am the last four days of yesterday, four screams from the edges of earth beauty, terror, truth, madness the Phoenix on his pyre.
In a willow I make my nest of flowers and snakes, sandalwood and myrrh.
I am waiting for eternity. Im waiting for four hundred years to pass before I dance on flame, turn this desert to ash, before I rise, waking from gold and purple dreams into the season of god. I will live forever in the fire spun from my own wings. Ill suffer burns that burn to heal. I destroy and create myself like the sun that rises burning from the east and dies burning in the west.
To know the fire, I become the fire. I am power. I am light. I am forever. On earth and in heaven I am.
I know t
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