Lupen

October 24, 2025

Oh no, not this again.

We’ve been through it so many times,

seems to never end.

All the times I thought I’d healed -

just believing in Love,

which was never real.

Blaming myself, and feeling ashamed

that it was never different,

but always the same....

old demon, or psychological malady

that I was attracted to,

and even allowed inside of me.

In those quiet moments

of feverish masturbation, egg-shell walking, and fetish roll playing.

   My violated inner child

bending over backwards to make you smile,

or finally treat me right,

 but all the while

the demon was growing.

Feeding itself - an intestinal parasite

to my inner knowing.

  You grew stronger every time I thought it didn’t really matter…

worming your way through cracks in my Spirit,

becoming even fatter.

Until it became too emboldened to hide any longer -

flashing through your eyes,

and making you feel stronger.

 

  Always revealing itself in the same old ways —> hating me with everything,

but with nothing real

or true to say.

Showing itself in how you revel in my destruction...

 attacking my Spirit, lineage, children,

and everything that is sacred

until I have nothing.   

And then I just crawl off to die alone, 

or better yet, kill myself

and leave the babies without a home.

  With no one to teach them the tools,

to remember ancient ways, 

or how to steward Earth.   

Because you’re waiting to consume them next,

and always wanted them first.

 

 

  It’s in the way that you attack me

and punish me nonstop, 

when the only reason you have to hate me

is that

I’m everything you’re not.

I tried to wait, and help you heal too…

never knowing that your inhabitants

 were just using me as food.

The kinds of nutrient rich foods

my Ancestors gave you

to survive your first Winter.

You repaid them by coming back in Spring

to rape and murder all the children. 

You show yourself

with every disembodied move -> 

always placing blame, with everything to prove.

 

It’s wild how it happens,

so fast I didn’t see or notice   

all the hundred million ways

you already showed us.

Exactly who you are straight from the beginning -

conquering at all costs , obsessed with winning.

 

  It’s in the way you focus on snubbing out truth telling,,,

until there’s only “my truth”, “my story”, and empty drunken chatter.

But my Ancestors could smell you,

and it made them even badder —>

bad bitches, holy warriors, Spirit brothers, beloved friends.

You’ve been messing with their girl,

and they’ve got my back til the end.

They showed me your true face,

and against all odds delivered me

to this

safe

healing

place. 

Where I starve you, purge you

like the Soul parasite that you are,

and liberate you forever—> send you up to the stars.

 

And thank you for the battle,

my unworthy opponent,

for all that you’ve shown me

right up to this moment.

  Not because you “were meant to be” or “made me who I am”,

but because now I know just how effective I am

at delivering back to The People

 our medicine and tools,

  to sing in the 5th World, and run the Original Instructions School.

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