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May 2012
I will burn sage tonight
No longer will the figures
And shrouds have their way with me
I have become kindred
To the fourth dimension
They are not gods
But my ancestors
And evolutionary pathway
I will not fear what I am
Soon to become
The vibrations and
Partial enlightenment
Shake me to other realms
Reptillian, sprawling, heavy, and dank
Some have mated my flesh
Others share gifts
Reveal the expansion of
What I will receive
I will show them
We are one
I will show them
I am the realization
Of their efforts
And engineering.
Julia Low
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