Creation Suicide - A New Creation Myth

Creation Suicide ( A new creation myth)

Taking the blade, She pressed the point;
(Her point must be made, if not undone)
in the center of Her left hand and the slip-slice
(the halting slide of many races, some were not won)
of carbon steel drawn upwards, She split Her palm
and in lieu of blood, a red jewel falls, wet and warm.
Onto a altar cloth, hanging from Her arm
into the water, to catch Her pitiless offering.

The first was followed by others; gold, blue, and green
Reflections on the blade, Her eyes wide at what She's seen
they plunked softly into the water and onto the towel
Thick, pearlescent liquid dripped warm into Here and Now.
Each drop containing a tiny light and a glowing stone,
She ended the cut: She'd just made it home.
Disbelief, suspended in the water there, casting tiny shadows on bits of Her life and gems like tiny windows on tiny galaxies,
separate and spare.

Still falling, one by one, from the gap, yawning wide,
through the calloused meat of Her hand, lying by Her side.
Jeweled drops kept falling from the hole,
shining memories from Her soul.
Spinning slowly, each sphere turned its first
revolutions of days begun in each small universe
and then She smiled and a sacrifice of birth
Gave light and life to us all, even Here on Earth.
Still She bleeds, it just goes pouring on
from Her veins, spinning light and lives, until it's done.

She was not weakened from this birth flow
nor was She made poor, or faded of power's glow
the creation of Her will, made into our lives
spun from Her blood, from the cut of the knife.

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Thoughts on continuing above epic

No. 1 She falls in love with Her creation on Earth. In particular one creation, a man who becomes Homo sapiens, the builder, Nazga, StoneHenge, pyramids in Egypt and South America, Buddha, Christ. He becomes all those things with Her help and inspiration. And when She leaves and, and She must, he is Augustine and 325 B.C. and he changes all about the church and finally grows old and dies. She mourns. She leaves us but doesn't forget. We are awaiting Her return and Her priestesses are coming to power again.