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The earth is my Mother

Magick is my brother

The wind is my sister

The waters my ever loving home

The mermaids 

sing me lullabies

as they call me home

Today I return 

and never feel shame 

for who I am

Love is all there is

Love is all there is.  

The way humanity understands it is twisted. 

Does the rapist not love his victim?

Does the victim not love her rapist?

Does the murderer not love her victim?

Does the victim not love his murderer as he takes his last breath?

This is life itself. 

Does the animal not love in her sacrifice as I slice her neck and shed her blood?

Do I not love the animal as I ingest her flesh?

This is love itself.