Embrace thee power, inspire with enchantment. There will be those whom witness your magic & authentic energy,
yet struggle to understand or accept your ESSENCE. Some may hurl insults & scorn your name, branding you as evil & wicked.
Others will face their own karma & while doing so, point fingers, laying blame on you! Though deep down they know their own truth, that’s their bad juju / lessons to be learned. Will they learn? For those who have faced unfair treatment, while cruelly targeted by those who feel inferior - BEAUTIFUL SOUL, KNOW that you are a precious gift to this world. Yes, it's unjust how they treat you… But without their ignorance, how could YOU wield thee magic that flows through you, called voodoo or juju? No one can do thee juju quite like you.. everyone wants to give things names. It’s your souls essence, baby!
You're NOW beginning to see thee freedom in your alchemy while Creating art from thee stones they throw & Building something luxurious & infinite from their negativity.
This is what makes them even more madd & jelly.. meanwhile… WE over here truly magical! 🦄Transmuting thee pollution of others insecurities along with their superiority complexes & identity disorders.
I love to channel these injustices through my writing. Inviting you all to read a poem born from a time when my flow became thee Picasso Poetess.
I confess, using art to confront unjust behaviors brings me immense joy, excitement & fulfillment.
Art is a vehicle for transmutation (this I know) while delivering transformational healing. So here's a poem I wrote, finding humor (cause it’s needed) In others having thee audacity to label me a witch, believing they suffered from my spells due to their own BAD karma.
Foolish are their waves,
And I pray for their evolution to find its way.
Oh, thee audacity of those whom believe,
That I waste my time on being witchy towards them, can you conceive?
As if they're important, deserving of my energy,
Well, let me tell you, that's not my decree.
Why would I bother with such a feat,
When I possess innergy soul delicious & sweet?
Why tie bad karma to my own name,
When these evil eye people bring their own turmoil & shame?
Oh, trust & believe, if I were to engage,
In witchy ways, behind thee stage,
Those buried by their own deceit, lies and wickedness vibes,
My true magic on them would leave them with no clue.
Cat will hold your tongue, silenced by awe,
Thee witch hunt is over, hold yourself for all you create & do.
Stop being thee true Witch, and take accountability,
For thee life you despise, your own false reality.
Don't you dare try to debate, my high level of Majesty,
For I am thee high priestess Empress of this Quantum dynasty.
Keep crying wolf, when there's no attack,
You create your own mess, your energy be soul whack.
Channeled poetry Written by ENCHANTRESS THEE BABBLER ©️ ETBSS LLC ©️
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