You win the internet today & it's still early.
"Have just learned the term 'slut’s wool' for dust bunnies" —@kellyrosehpffer.bsky.social
Just became my #1 time travel destination.
"LILITH AND HECATE [anagrammed lines]
I stirred, there, cups of haemoglobin true.
There’s magic in our blood, the purest fire.
The nighttime pours a red, or cries of blue;
bright Luna comes to pour the rife desire....
Horrific, gruesome battles (hope untried)
are fought, remote, in scriptures I behold.
The rip or turn of loss became their guide:
'Rise up!' The rust of iron became their gold.
From Hecate rebuilt, their grip’s due soon.
Before she put their drum to Grecian soil,
I buried starlight sure, the creep of Moon
demure of air. I brought the serpent’s coil.
Rebuild me too! Repair the curse of nights —
before I rule, through past demonic rites!"
—@anthonyetherin.bsky.social


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