Anyone
who does not aid you
to be the Character you are
only helps to water you down-
to sell you out to their world.

Moreover, anyone
who discourages you
from being your Character
isn't worthy of your attention;
they are an enemy of your creative potential,
that is to say that they are destructive
to the you that would be;
the you that could be-
perhaps should be.

Be a Freak.
Break social rules.
Defy expectations.
Play the Fool and own it, too,
lest the Fool own you.

What has the Fool taught you?
Have you been willing to learn?
Have you the capacity to teach?

Wouldst thou follow
Hermes, or Loki? Mercury? Thoth?
Or would they follow you?

*We need more Characters.
Fear not Card #0.

You are not just a star
You are the Sun
My world revolves around you
You light up my world
You are the center of my orbit
And I’m just one of your planets
The closest to you
I don’t mind the heat you give
But, somehow it burns
Especially when
you look after Pluto
who doesn’t even acknowledge
the heat you give.

I left my home, when I left Mars.
I left my home among the stars.
I've traveled long, I've traveled far,
but I've never been to where you are.

The sunshine in your eyes is gone,
I see the dullness of the moon.
Faintly illuminated by the sun,
the two always in tune.

For I belong among the stars,
away from all the streets and cars.
Everyone has battle scars,
prisoners of their own wars.

You call to me, your name Hermes;
quick like silver, Mercury.
Surrounded by your energy,
indebted to all of your mercy.

I see it written in the sky,
everytime we say goodbye.
Two souls intertwined as one;
I'll see you when you see the sun.

For I belong among the sky.
My wings are clipped, I cannot fly.
It's hard for me to even try,
'cause I don't know the reason why.

Stay away!
Stand back!
Don't come closer!*
I change into the monster,
As I am called an impostor,
By my own father.
I wish I was once more the perfect daughter.
My brother waits for me to be slaughtered,
I wish to plea, and ask for water,
But to them now, I am a helpless otter.
A witch even.*
No matter how loud I cry,
I am still the bad guy,
Don't you see?
I just want to be left *alone. . .