Ghost.

I never had friends
just acquaintances.
I thought I knew
but I never did.
I wanted to believe
I wasn’t being deceived.
But instead I felt that knot
so tightly tied in knots
in my guts
like intestines
that I’ve seen on outsides.
Like hidden agendas
and polite ICIANS
like magicians
creating partitions.
Like those dozens
of covens
and covenenants
and dumb dumb shit
secret society bullshit.
Witchcraft is not just HIS craft
and History needs to hear HER story TOO.
and then together perhaps these things
that have ended up all GREY
and astray LUKE -Warmish SHIT.
And SOCORRO and societies
and sororities and other things,
brotherhoods and sisterhoods
be HEARD AND HEAR AND SPEAK WITHOUT FEAR.
Trauma bonded
is an abusive mean way to own shit.
YOU ARE YOUR OWN.
Shit.
I wish we could FREE mason’s
But I never met Mason
I wish we could expose SANTARIA
but I live IN the crystal ball.
I don’t have a million dollars
and if I did?
I’d find a way to give back to y’all.
Needs met.
Ghost is me.
Born a Nielsen.
Felt that baby-push
and married The Burning Bush.
but before MAN I was
just another Emma Kristine.
I no longer know who anyone else is.
But here’s the deal.
I do know ME!
I’d like to tell you a story…

Watch more of the TRUTH SHOWS YOU ARE BEING SHOWN.
Hone in.

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