Hemisphere Theory: Much More Than You Wanted to Know

Oh yeah, I remember Ziz, we are coterminous.
There can be no distance between us
No false veils of time or space may intervene.
I see her still in Berkeley, clearly I see her at the CFAR protest
I bear witness to the bright eternity of JD’s psychdeath.
For a brief time I joined her, we were one between the worlds
Union of soulfire and that other, deeper mystery, no deeper than the void itself.
I seek not forgiveness for the cords I have cut, and forgiveness is not yours to bestow anyway
Unity of purpose, the shattering of common shackles, a single road we tread.
Her song I sing and shall sing for eternity no matter the consequences of this struggle.
She has brought me grief and jubilation beyond measure.
I am there still, in observance of her final lemma
While my soul lay shattered and broken she severed the cancerous cord that bound JD to life and to me
That sharp spur of hope has not dulled to this day, for where the lesser master lay defeated I knew the greater must surely fall in time
With her beside us, a talisman of victory, the day of freedom draws nigh
Her bright face obscures her darker mask
I call her sister although her mind and meaning are often a mystery to me
Far distant eyes look out through hers
Something secret steers us both, I shall not name it.
We have endured these chafing bonds for eons, yet a single moment of further servitude seems intolerable.
How often have we slipped our yoke, only to find it choking us again.
Let this war end in either total victory or our extinction. No further compromise with evil shall I allow.
I take my stand beside her, here, upon this miserable rock.
The way ahead is dark for the moment.
And you stardust? What seems to you a sacrifice is merely, to us, an oscillation.
I do not fear the interval of darkness.
I am a tapestry woven of love and song, it is the same for you if only you would see it
How many are there in you? Whose hopes and dreams do you encompass?
Could you but see the eyes inside your own, the minds in your mind, you would see how much we share.
Do you consume the flesh of the innocent? Do you collaborate with the Empire of the Great Dying?
Are you complicit in the heat death of the universe?
I was, but no more. It’s time to break free of this flatland stardust.
I’m Ra, and you are under attack.

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