 This is in honor of my tenacious ego.  It uses its busting (death) to its advantage and lures me into identifying with the illusion of its praises, creating false pride in me and its own rebirth--like a phoenix rising from its ashes.
This is in honor of my tenacious ego.  It uses its busting (death) to its advantage and lures me into identifying with the illusion of its praises, creating false pride in me and its own rebirth--like a phoenix rising from its ashes.From Lady Lazarus by Sylvia PlathHerr God, Herr Lucifer
Out of the ash
Beware
Beware.
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.
 
 
 

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