gravity always wins | CHANNELED MESSAGE FROM THE MORRIGAN

Quick trigger warning here for se*xual abuse and religious themes. This channeling is not for the faint of heart. It's one of those where She uses very clear, vulgar language to get Her point across. Just a head's up.

There is no such thing as enlightenment. No heaven to be rewarded with after your years of suffering. No promised land hidden on the map. "X marks the spot!" they'll say. The spot for what? Temporary dopamine? The world will never end -- no, not really. Earth has always been present in her many shapes, sizes, and forms.

Work for your ascension. Please the good lord Jesus. Suck your pastor's dirty dick. Give them all your money and they'll still grab for your soul.

That man knows nothing of which he speaks. Reading pages from a long-dead book and claiming to bring the dead to life. Poor little rich man, his plans never pan out. Do you see him in his chariot of gold?

Work for your salvation. Support your local do-nothing monks. Wash their feet in your tears and dry them with your hair. Aw, now look -- your hair is filthy! And they have nothing to say. It's your fault, after all.

Humans are complicated. Christians are human. The monks are all human. Anyone claiming otherwise is a joke. I laugh and laugh, every single one. They dis-claim the Earth, but she will never dis-claim them. The grips of gravity are too tight; the sex is too good, food is too tasty, money too tempting. A human who "rises above" their humanity is delusional. Gravity always wins. The Earth will never let go.

Politics, schmolitics--

Who gives a shit?

I care not for the man leading a country into war;

My love is of the country, the people, and the land.

The king is but a symbol, often inert on its own;

True power comes from the food,

The land, and the people who war with nature

To put warmth in your belly.

True power comes from the people

And who they choose to listen to,

What they put in their mouths.

No one is paying attention when the lame-king whispers.

What have you been eating? Are your bellies nice and full? Remember, there is no heaven. What do you truly crave?

Violence is a mystery which no man can solve. But a woman? A woman knows violence. She bleeds and bleeds, as her body tears itself to shreds when the moon is full, all to be forcibly built back up and torn up again. A woman knows violence, just as she knows a good man when she sees him. Who does she choose to be king?

~THE MORRIGAN~