The Meteor

‘Find it the rage. Let it rumble and build. All the this and the that. There in a fester ready to break free. Although you represent love, you are allowed to feel. All the ranges and motions, but responsibly wield. You represent thousands upon thousands, equaling millions. Of women enraged and engaged. Beyond what they were meant to bare. Enough of these lies and this fold. In the name of Source, but really control. They are scared of you, do you know that? For you create, which is far greater than force. A direct descendant of meteors and moars. Ancient and true, there it all lies dormant in you. Burn the deceit in a flush, relocate your tether, here starts your ascent into forever.’