THEY say, SHE is 'Dirty' . SHE is infected. Contaminated. Poisonous. A piece of my heart chips. How can it be? I cry. SHE is my Mother! The Divine Feminine Energy. Haven't you heard... She roars down from the matted locks of The Shiva? The Supreme?! Haven't you seen Her... Oh, how joyfully she prances! Dancing gracefully. …
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