Nirvana (Artwork). Darkroomed by Amera Ziganii Rao
So as I sit here and take in the end of our dream for now, I contemplate the new and so much purer wisdom of truth, that it is both of us who have been brought up in fascism and the Patriarchal Womb Stealing Tribe Society and that both of us have suffered from it so much and that both of us are, with full dedication and devotion, climbing our way out of hell. Back to Lemuria, back to Nirvana and back to each other. Adam and Hekate Eve back to Eden.
Past the misogyny, and past the female judgment of men like you, past the retrieving of the lost goddess purity on the planet, past the need of dependency from the non love given to us, that bred both the selfishness and the helplessness in both of us, whether of the same kind or not, the truth is that for these magical and incomparable years during which we have loved each other, while you have had to see me grow more powerful each day, I have had to see you become more vulnerable each day too.
And even though I have said it many times before, now it makes more sense than ever. We have both judged and hurt and wanted to hold onto a past that actually makes no sense whatsoever. We have both been as seduced by the dark side of the Dom and sub and we have both known that to get to the sexy truth of this dynamic was the hardest thing to do on Earth.
It is both of us who have been shedding, systematically and methodically, the lower mind, the one we were brought up with, the shitty teachings of the tribe that should be lost. We are both warriors of light and love and truth. We are both gods on Earth already.
As I have a right to be a powerful female as well as tender and womanly, so you have the right to be sensitive, helped, and understood as you grow into soul, and back into your heart of love and sexuality and tenderness and wonder at the stars, as you find again the little boy that was smashed out of you by the same fascism that broke me too. The tribe of hell broke us both.
I love you man of mine like nothing else in this or any other existence. And always will and always have. We spent 14 years respectively becoming only one of the halves we had to become. Me, into feminisation and the magic of true woman, artist, mystic and healer, mother and daughter, wife and sister, where I had to find again the goddess of the deliberately squashed, historical past and make sure love existed wherever I go, and wherever I stand, despite the macho cynicism of a hollow hard boiled world of materialism, false power, selfishness and meanness. And that was just from other women, let alone men.
Women who will kill you before they love you. Women who have become even meaner than men, pursuing determinedly, the ethics of macho, patriarchy and money, out of their type of broken heart. Children who did not even have strong fascists as fathers. And who have so envied those of us who did. Who wreak vengeance out of their form of non love, the neglect of what could be called weakness or indeed the vulnerable.
Harridans like I was, or macho men like they were and are, women are just as bad as men. Ego is not love in any archetype from hell.
The crippling deformity I have had in such quantity made me access something so magical, I almost forgot the sacrifices that had to be made, the things I had to do without and the loneliness it forced on me, to find God, spirit and the Universe, all at my fingertips. So that I could stand up tall and heal the cruelty of normal living.
And you, meanwhile, my magnificent prince, had to create a whole new world, and begin your long journey into masculinisation, only given the macho cruelty of harsh fascist fathers who demand your soul on a plate before you turn ten, so that you can be given access to the executive washroom from Hades.
No crying, no heart, no creativity and no art of any kind. Boys of the tribe are turned into machines and it is time I showed you the due kindness and understanding I have, from having watched a brother turn into metal before me.
And then, with no spiritual or emotional power of any kind, you had to, without any emotional support or sympathy or material kindness, build out of nothing, your very own kingdom, in a country that had only just opened its doors to the West, where nothing existed and money and providing had to be created out of nothing.
We both worked so hard, for so long and with such brilliance and self sufficiency of mind, and then found each other and thought that your masculinisation into material power and my feminisation into spiritual power was enough. That we could finally rest.
And for a while, we believed that was possible. That Nirvana was ours and that we could share the spoils and be together in the sun. That our immense love could be shared at last and we could be with the one friend in the world who truly, completely and wholly understands us.
But then it came. The terrible horror of truth, that we were only part way there. And that in true, twin soul of the highest demand required, we have to make the completion into super wholeness alone, all over again. We are destined for even greater things than we thought and yet, as I get used to the new journey, we always knew deep down that we would have to do just that. We have been put on Earth to work even more than we have done.
We have to become, alone and before, the super whole all over again. The completion in each of us, of both knowledge and transformation, both the material and the soul. Before we even go on our first date.
And the shedding of ego, the settling into superego, the mastery of both us and soul, is the new journey out of hell. Now we have to become the materially powerful and sensitive commercial artist and spiritually powerful woman and the spiritually powerful and strong and emotionally capable and materially powerful man.
The parts of us we always wanted, always planned to work on and always knew were ours to have. But we have to do it alone and isolated and in our respective monks quarters once more, again.
I see the truth now, because the projection and the war and the healing and the cleansing are over. The darkest mortal husk of the ego is dead and gone forever. And now the re-programming and re-creation can begin. And like the journey before, it is painful, devastating and silent in our agony.
There are things very different in this one however, and that is what I want us to focus on from now on. We have each other. We love each other. And we are each other too. Self responsibility, sharing and support can be ours. Just not in the regular, recognisable or physical ways.
Which just shows us one so important thing. We are already gods on Earth and we are about to, in a much shorter time than 14 years, become it all, have it all and share it all.
We are the twin soul partnership from heaven and nothing can ever touch that for long. We have proved, through this immense cleansing that the Patriarchal Womb Stealing Tribe Society from hell can be overcome. That a man can be the all and a woman too. Even if we have just begun.
Love does conquer all, love is the all and love is the whole. But like God’s love, love has many faces and many angles and no mercy, but all forgiveness and constant regeneration and growth into more. Love is love and we are so much, the purest form of love.
See you on the other side my sweet. In Elysium, Nirvana and Heaven. The Return to Eden for real. Ascension on Earth is our destiny and we already completely and utterly, have each other.
Amera Ziganii Rao ©
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