Aya Huasca

July 10, 2025

Aya Huasca

Seeing the face of Pure Evil

so clearly, 

for the first time.

 


It's okay MiHija...

that until this moment 

you were unable

to witness

just how malicious Pure Evil can be, 

and still go on living.




All that matters now

is how to survive,

remember, 

and sing accordingly.

 

Sit up straight,

 as an arrow,

and witness how your

benevolent Ancestors

dance into reality

 an unbreakable bow...

which returns to sender

 Pure Evil´s projection.



Sometimes, just keeping your own head

 is enough for us all to expell

and liberate

from the entirity of our lineage

any parasitic entities

who have inhabitied the 

forgotten corners of our

homes and intestines. 

Observe these maladies 

as they alone 

reveal their true nature,

in the frantic attempts to

annihilate ours. 


Even after all of this,

do not lay down

but instead

STAY UP SEEING.

Pattern divination,

  pattern's deviation.

Astute observation,

  in the face of Pure Evil.

 


Always remember, MiHija

to not only feed, 

but to truly nourish,

your benevolent Ancestors

with the impeccable fulfillment

of your Soul's purpose.

 


REMEBER . EVERYTHING THAT'S REAL.

Allow all of the 

pain and

love 

from all of your Ancestors

to rain through your eyes.

Sometimes,

lineages need an entire

ocean of tears to heal.





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