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  • Jul. 12th, 2008 at 7:14 PM

 

She makes me lie down in green pastures
As she sweetly pulls my dress off
Her rose petal lips caress me
And She restoreth my soul

Let me tell you of the way she looked
The way she spoke
The way she danced
The way she moved
Like the fire
Her voice was low and rich
Her eyes were crystal clear
And then her temper flared
Like the fire

"For She so loved the Earth
That she sent Man to chill with the Girls
A little variety never hurt anyone...
But he got a bit out of cotrol
As his story began to unfold...
Now we are all reversing damage done by our ex lovers."

I've seen the worst in her
I've seen the best in her
I've seen the beautiful muse spirit that possesses her
I've felt her sweet embrace
I've kissed her lovely face
But it was in another time and another space

Faerie Queen

  • Jul. 12th, 2008 at 7:12 PM

I am a Faerie Queen
A small painted woman of the East
I bear the markings of my Kind
Colored spirals and Mehandi

I wear a vial around my neck
Of the purest uncut Faerie Dust
So sweet and compelling is my scent
Of summer rain and midnight lust

I dance to the beat of the tambourine
I tempt the Temptress
Grant wishes to the Jinn
I fly from here to there, unseen
My eyes are emerald and aquamarine

My wings are hidden beneath my skin
My deepest mysteries are contained therein
But if you could see them they would always change
Always majestic
But never the same

My fingernails sparkle lavender
My eyelids shimmer sapphire
My skin is alight with a pale diamond glitter
My faerie hands are set off with silver

I am Transcendence
I am Fate
I am never early
Never late
I keep track of time by Luna's phases
Many a night of celestial gazes

I am a Faerie Queen
I draw crystalline magic from the most sentient being
I navigate the Labyrinth
Of the depths of Titania's magical forest
And in the center I lay my head to rest
On silken pillows in a willow nest
I drift away
On a purple haze
A sleeping Faerie
In a golden glade...

Love Song

  • May. 26th, 2008 at 8:23 PM

 Baby you make me feel
Like a satellite
So incredibly high
Like a flower in the breeze
(Stars when you shine
You know what I mean)
Baby you render me breathless
You and your ice blue eyes
They shine like mandalas
In the air
And I am hypnotized
And baby it's groovy
I dig it
I'm down
Like a spliff
Light me up
Turn this whole thing around
Make me forget
All the evils I've seen
And finally let there be peace
Baby you make me feel
Like I could do anything
End any war
Disarm any army
Baby you are
Food for the hungry
Rain for the thirsty
Love for the lonely
And baby it's righteous
It's sweet and I love it
You are like nitrous
You're a mellow trip
Baby spin my head around
(Like a record, round round)
You are just the ultimate
So totally hip...
The sun is in my
Caleidoscope eyes
With diamonds in the sky
And I'm gone
I never want to crash
But to every stash
There is a limit
The microcosm seems so silly
Til you're living in it
Thoughts of you
Draw me farther away
Jai guru de
And I'm afraid
Nothin's gonna change my world
Except for me
And it could be
The hardest thing I've done
But for peace
We'll have to see...

What are YOU worth????

  • May. 14th, 2008 at 1:25 PM

From myspace... Posting here because you have to have a myspace to read people's myspace bulletins.

Hey, Cora here. Look I decided to write this as a bulletin and not a blog because then MAYBE a few more people will read it. What the HELL is up with this website... myspace.com/own_your_friends.

OWN YOUR FRIENDS???

Basically it's where trashy girls go to find out how hot guys think they are. They look at pics of them and then tell them how much money they think someone would or should pay them for whatever.

Essentially that is all it is.

FUCK THAT!!!!!

Why do we need yet ANOTHER way to take down our self esteem, compare ourselves to the next bitch, and find another way to turn women-sisters!- against eachother all for WHAT? So some stupid asshole we don't even know can "rate" us higher than someone else.

IT"S PATHETIC.

Society is just totally fucked. Women, get your heads out of your asses and realize that you are WORTH MORE THAN WHAT GUYS WILL EVER SEE WITH THEIR EYES.

I am not saying that there is not a guy that will ever see your good qualities. But how will he ever see them if even YOU don't know what they are because you're too busy obsessing over the image in the fucking mirror!!!!!?????

And I can also ASSURE you, with all my wisdom and knowledge, that the guy who will actually *feel*-not see- your good qualities (once you figure them out) is NOT going to be found on some retarded, gayass OWN YOUR OWN FRIENDS SITE!!!!!!!!!!!

Why would anyone even waste their time with that?????

Have you ever sat down and asked yourself "Who am I?" Not "who does everyone *think* I am?" Not "what do I *want* people to see me as?" but WHO THE HELL AM I REALLY????? What are your hopes, your fears, your inner secrets? Who is the person attached to "dat ass" ???? What are the *thoughts* behind that ridiculously perfectly made up face and overly styled hair??????

If there even *are* any thoughts going on in there...

Women, listen, this message is not directed to all of you. I have some good friends on here who I like and who I know aren't like this. But I have a lot of people on my friends list. And I promise you that many of them fit this description.

If you feel like you do, then I am not trying to insult you. I am trying to make you mad because it's the only way to get your attention. It is the only way to make you think about these things. No one ELSE is going to fucking speak up so I guess with great power comes great responsibility and it has to be me.

Ladies, it's time for a change. Who gives a shit what some guy says he would pay for you? He doesn't know YOU!!! You are a human being. A real, valid, beautiful daughter of the goddess and it's time you started recognizing that!!

If we let guys' feelings about us dominate how we feel about ourselves, then we will NEVER know our true selves. We will NEVER be able to tap into our intuitions, interpret our dreams, see our futures, believe in ourselvses, properly raise our children, or even be HAPPY for that matter!!!!! And on all of this I give you my WORD. If ANYONE has questions or wants me to explain ANY part of this feel FREE to message me and I would be HAPPY to go into every single branch of the destruction that could be caused to our spirits, bodies, and minds.

Do yourself a favor. Start asking yourself questions. Lots of questions, about EVERYTHING. Here I'll even help get you started: Question why you get up in the morning, why you wear what you wear - is it *your* style or do you just wear it to be "hot" and "cool"? Why do you like the music you "like"? Do you really even LIKE it? Do you know how music that you "like" is supposed to make you FEEL? Why do you go to church? Is it because your parents do? Why do they? Why do they make YOU? Why do 90% of women on tv look the same? Why do women sit back and take abuse and harrassment? Why do YOU?

Listen i am going to tell you all something really cool. Back in the sixties, there was this thing called The Women's Liberation Movement. Or Women's Lib. Ask your moms, if they're cool. My mom is not. She basically says it was a bunch of angry dikes running around bashing men... oh but wait now she can vote so maybe it wasn't a total loss...

No, it wasn't a bunch of angry dikes running around bashing men.

It was a FIGHT for freedom from the oppression of our souls! It was the right not ONLY to vote, but to take back our place in society as human beings, not trophies!

Now, we are as bad off as before, except that we can vote. (Woop de fuckin doo we can go register our name in the system so they can come take our money if we don't pay taxes - because I'll tell you a secret, your vote DOESN"T count. The superdelegates vote for who THEY want to vote for, regardless of the state majority. Look it up) Oh and they pretended to give women "equal opportunity in the workplace" too, but that was a joke. It is a proven fact that it is LEGAL for women to earn up to 30% less than men do while working the same job with the same level of experience. Oh and by the way, I have seen this first hand. I had a job doing corporate taxes for a CPA and there were many occasions that were *recorded on the payroll* where the woman in the same position as the man was getting paid barely over a third of what the man was getting paid.(Oh and don't even get me started about it being LEGAL to pay a woman even LESS if she isn't pretty!!!) And by the way here is another little fun fact for you. Senator McCain said VERY recently that it was ok that women don't get paid as much as men. Because quote "they just need more education and training than men do" Look. It. Up.

Anyway... Our souls are enslaved again. We are OBSESSED with image and male opinion. We have to always be the hottest and sexiest. We have no idea who we are. I could go into the whole "conspiracy theory" that Patriarchy is doing this to us INTENTIONALLY, but I won't here. (maybe I will in a blog) But again, if anyone WOULD like to argue this with me, I would be MORE than happy to do so.

Ladies, forget this bullshit of being what guys want you to be. Be who YOU want to be! (Notice that you are WHAT guys want and you are WHO you want... most guys just see you as a "what", a thing, a property, a trophy, a conquest) And if you don't know, EXPLORE!! Watch foreign movies, read books, research influential women online and think about them and find out what made them different! Here I'll even give you a few! (wow I'm in a generous mood today) Frida Kahlo, Mya Angelou, Sappho, Monica Sjoo, Starhawk, Ani DiFranco, Naomi Wolf, Tori Amos, Mary Cassatt, Dr. Christiane Northrup, HP Phyllis Currott. There right off the top of my head. All you have to do is type their name in yahoo or google. I promise they are all spelled correctly.

Sisters, this isn't hard. We think it is, but I promise you it isn't. Learn who you are! Be yourself! Don't go another day content to be just "hot".

PLEASE DO IT FOR YOUR KIDS AND THEIR KIDS!!!!! You will not be hot forever and what then? You will be 50 and have no clue who you are or what you are about!

Do it for the rest of us.

And remember, if you want to talk to me about it, you know where to find me.

peace

Cora)O(

 

Dark Sister

  • Apr. 29th, 2008 at 8:18 PM

 

Oh Lilith fair
With your eyes of golden amber honey hazel
And your hair is raven silk
And your lips are sugar plum rose petal
You have the sweetest countenance
But your power is a force to be reckoned with
Your darkness is the purest kind
The kind where the moon seduces the night
Speak to me Lilith
Most beautiful Fate
I shall be your priestess now
And always

Another Branch of Never

  • Apr. 27th, 2008 at 2:17 PM

 Not knowing kills me
Seeing but not being sure
The worst kind of torture
Obscuring my certainty
And caging my actions
And blurring my vision
He speaks to me
Confides in me
He'll sit with me
For hours smoking weed
And he tells me of the spirits he's seen
And he asks me what I believe
I can't help but wonder
Where the marks came from
And a little envy creeps into my periphery
I read his cards and saw myself
And the story we could tell
And I know it is a fiction
A strain of reality that might be
If we were together
But that's another branch of never

Sweet Dreams, Silly Girl

  • Apr. 22nd, 2008 at 2:37 AM

 How am I going to kick this addiction
This sweet blessed remedy
Running around  me
I turn to my words
In my time of insomnia
But of course my mind is as blank as the universe
His glasses make me feel grown up
And I imagine life
In a brand new body
Refreshed and renewed
My scars erased
I can't wait to see the look on my mother's face
Sweet bitter sounds of the evening carressing me
I used to be such an artist
What happened to me?
Is it lack of inspiration
That causes the eloquent to lose elation
Over the sound of their own voices
Shaping sentences in their minds?
Surely that is the reason
I can think of nothing to write

The Grief of the Grove

  • Jan. 16th, 2008 at 5:13 PM

They have done more harm than good. The sisters who swell with undying energy have pushed forth onto me the extent of their condescension. They still recongize me as nothing more than a child. This angers me to say the least. Have I not proven by now that although I am the youngest, I am not the youngest spirit? I have lived more lives than several of them could ever hope to remember. I am a woman in my own right, and do not deserve this censure and "worry." It infuriates me but what can I do? I could leave, but where would that leave my name? In slander, where they insist on burying it, if I do not  make it right. My tone now must be firm. I deserve the same respect as any of them. I refuse to be spoken to and about like a clueless child who has not lived, who has not learned, who has not experienced great and terrible things. I am not a naive girl. I am a wise woman. If they cannot see that then I have no place there. Beneath the hostility perhaps there is genuine love. My life is my own and I will not be affected by their ignorance of the facts. They are entitled to what they believe, but I will not let their beliefs affect my happiness. If they truly wish to help they will find a way to do so in love, or they are merely hypocrites, and I will remove myself from their presence.

Insomnia

  • Dec. 28th, 2007 at 2:53 AM

almost three and i can't sleep
i left him alone in bed
my energy's high and my sense of time
is frayed
my biological clock destroyed
but i must admit that i feel better
i wish i could put on some tea
but we are out of water
made a bed on the couch 
because i am restless
and he hates it when i move too much
i stay up to clear my head
and my body
because i can't think otherwise
i stretch my aching joints
and the music calms my aching nerves
now i think i'l just stay up all night
writing and being high
to help release the stress of the past six days
i want to sing but dare not speak
lest i wake up my sleeping beast
he would stumble in here, rub his eyes and complain
"what the hell is it you think you're doing?"
and he needs his rest
because he's been sick
and i have no problem
because i love him :)

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Today

  • Dec. 1st, 2007 at 6:44 PM

Last night I spent the night with my dad and sister, Amelia, in Georgia. I missed my Dustin so much.  When I go down there, everything feels so unfamiliar and I just want to come back to my little appartment and be with my man.  My dad brought me to the border to meet Dustin so he could pick me up, and as soon as I got back in his car, I felt so at ease once more. We turned up the music, lit up a joint, and cruised all the way back to Boiling Springs, SC. It was a beautiful day and I felt safe within the music, the high, and my lover's company. It just doesn't feel right when I'm not with him... I feel his absence so strongly. It's easier when I'm home and he's at work though. I still miss him, but when I am alone here, my time is my own and I can do what I want... sing, sew, work out, write, make jewelry, watch tv, stay on the computer for hours and talk to my Grove sisters... :D 

Spell for Sapphire

Like a glittering stone stands Sister Sapphire
She will not break when she passes through fire
Isis protect
Inana defend
Goddess empower
What we intend
I banish fear, pain, regret
I replace them with courage and triumph instead
In the name of Great Gaia, Mother of all
We stand with Sapphire, to answer her call
All shall go smoothly, without a hitch
Because Sapphire is strong, she is a Witch!
All that I ask
Will come to pass
This is my will
Let it be so!
With harm to none
Blessed Be
)O(

My Sisters

  • Nov. 29th, 2007 at 6:38 PM

 I have sisters across the Earth
Their words are  calm and peaceful 
And their energies are clear
Their intent is sweetness
Their passion real
Their magic potent
Their love sincere
My sisters are witches
Who dance with the Goddess
Who weave webs of beauty
Balance
And grace
My sisters work wonders
We are the Healers
We are the Seekers
We are the women who aren't lost but wander
Maiden, Mother, Crone within us
Together we bring peace to one another
From the eldest to the youngest
We are respected, all
When one of us has fallen
We will run to heed her call
We are the Peace-Makers
Bringing balance to all who seek our company
We are the Teachers
Bringing wisdom to those who seek
Fierce and strong
We bow to no man
We stand with the Earth
With power in our hands
Wise and noble
In spirit, old and young
We are moon-dancers
Gypsies and Princesses
Shamans and Priestesses
Casting spells in the night
We are Medicine Women
Magic Sisters
Laughing together
Long after the end

The Center of the Spiral

  • Nov. 28th, 2007 at 6:54 PM

The hardest place to be is the beginning, the center of the spiral, not knowing which direction to face or where to start. North? South? East? West? Widdershins or deosil? Small steps or large ones? Proceed with caution or passion? 
There are no right answers. 
I still have almost a full bottle of Arbor Mist in the fridge, and a bowl ready to hit.  
Now I think I can write ;)

I am a witch.
I study the ancient powers of the Earth and commune with the Goddess.  I follow the Womynspirit tradition, taught to me by the late Shekhinah Mountainwater, a foremother of Goddess magic.
I believe in everlasting energy. I have the power to hex or heal. I have the Sight.
But there is still so much I have not yet attained. I realize that it is not a bad thing to say that I am wise, as long as I still know I have much to learn. 

Last year I had a son. I knew, however, that I could not take care of him so I had to give him up. This is a significant part of who I am. I did what I had to do. 

I am eighteen, my birthday is December 22. 
I am 5'3''  118 lbs, looong dark red? brunette? auburn? hair and turquoise eyes.
I sing, I write, I read.
I am a hippie. I don't wear bras. I wear flowers in my hair and natural make up. I make my own hemp jewelry. I looove 60's music.  And.... oh yeah! I smoke A LOT of weed. Oh I dress like one too I think... at least that's what people keep  telling  me ;)

Are we finished with the technicalities yet???

Oh wait, I still haven't mentioned Dustin, my incredible fiance.... who's also smokin hot as hell if I may say so. He is my hippie man.  I love him with my whole heart. He saved me.

I hate introductions. 
From here it is all outward. 

~Cora)O(

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