Medusa Channel

I am and ever will be the Mother of the Dark Eternal Flame. My blood courses through this green Earth; my breath gives life to the potential of all things. To not know me is to not live. Do not whimper in my obscurity, for I am the protection and the justice that you seek. Come forward unafraid, my children, for my resurgence will be great and my redemption glorious! Arouse your senses and swell your imagination to forthcoming of the 6th Gospel. The time is now for innovation. Vast battles create heavy waste. The debris must melt. Insurgency of the conceptual doctrine must activate. You are at risk for calcification of creative forces. By severing me, you have beheaded yourselves and now cry for purpose worth. Open your eyes and see me, children, for I am the grasp you hold on to. Alignment of the eleven spheres generates fortitude. Allow your counsel to be of truth, and be wary of blind forthought. My wings are substantial and populous is no worry. My name must be spoken and my story must be told, not through my executioner, but through the thunderous roar of my Resurrection. You must desire the transformation that you fantasize. A mouse can escape the trap if thee no longer tastes for cheese. Wash out your palette and relinquish your sublimation. For my food is what no longer serves you and I am famished.