I was in a sea of pure darkness
and I thought I saw the moon
As it drew nearer
it was not the moon
It was her
She unfolded and elongated
She was wearing white robes
she had very pale skin except for around her eyes
she had blackened them with soot
She needed to tell me about
3 ways that power is miscarried in the body
The first is the Shallows
She told me that
the shallows are a series of lies we say to ourselves
I’m not good enough
It has to be perfect
I can do it tomorrow
I will be humiliated
These lies, they build up forming a dish
That fits over your well of power
The power that would come from inside you
Now must be filled externally
The person is dependent on
outside sources of approval and status
Then in only meager amounts
As the dish can only only hold spoonfuls before overflowing
The dish is made of false thoughts
A person in the Shallows cannot fly too high or move too quickly
So they are bound by their own ego
Enslaved by their fears
I shuddered as she spoke imagining the dull ache of the dry well
Then she told me of two more ways power is miscarried.
They are twins
Rupture and Corruption
A Rupture occurs when the body is glutted with power.
The capacity for power is finite in each single being
When beyond capacity, the core of the being Ruptures toxic reasoning spills out, filled with anger, accusations and crushing need
Once a being is Ruptured, they must consume more and more in a ravenous cycle.
What is taken in is fouled by greed and spills out on those around them.
If the Ruptured stops they will feel the terrible acute emptiness inside.
The Ruptured are also corrupt.
A Corruption occurs when the body takes on a power that is not meant for it
If the path is blue and the body chooses red the body becomes an unnatural color
The actions of the body do not coincide with the mind
The corrupted will lie and sabotage
Where there is Corruption there is no harmony between intent and deed.
Those in the Shallows stay in place while the Ruptured and Corrupted rise high above
They are what drains the dwellers in the Shallows of purity and potential
and send it back as a blackened power structure in which we dwell.
I was gasping and asking her for an answer to this quiet hell in which we are doomed
She told me to accept her love
For once her love is taken in the body
We never need to love again and We will be free