The Goddess of Inexperienced Wisdom

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The goddess of inexperienced wisdom
The wise one has spoken, although I have not experienced it personally per se.
And that’s the end of it
I see them as reflections of myself

I am not the Oracle, or the Crystal ball, or the Magic Eight ball
Anything but yes or no questions if you please
The inspiration, realization comes too late
I give advice and I stand by my word
I do not speak of Death
Or of stereotypically girlish dreams
Those that 17 year olds write in their pretty pink journals
I speak of the world, the truth, and its consequences
Although I am a girl of seventeen, myself

I am untouched by man, yet know of things I should not
Man, and woman, and child, and myself have touched my mind
I do not regret or rue the day I “became a woman” in mind and spirit
Rather, I thank those who taught me, when I could no longer teach myself
I know what pleases me, now I know how to please others
I learned more than I dreamed could ever exist, and have been punished quite fairly, for seeking out influences quite out of my age range- all in the name of experience.
And if they are out there, let this firmly stand:
It was I who tempted them, who forced them to their dark side
I was the Delilah who tempted and tricked Sampson- poor fool.
But do not judge me too harshly- I am merely seventeen- and clean of heart and pure.

If you ever need advice, seek me out
I will be in a stark business setting, my mind holding the uniqueness and New Age-type realm
Ask me for insight on Life, Love, Career, and Future,
But please do not bring your prepubescent sister along
I was once a fanciful child
But luckily or not, evolved and matured at the tender age of twelve
I learned on my own of the world and its struggles- but never felt impoverished, mind you
The physical and material were always provided in abundance, and this I thank profusely
But the spiritual and mental have always been lacking

One always hungers for what they do not know,
For that is why he seeks the seas and skies,
To be with his brothers long ago parted
I too seek my brothers in faith and in bond
I seek the eternal truth and the eternal Love

So, my dear friends, be aware of all around you
For there are spirits you cannot see- good and bad
Be swift and clever, not like the monkey, but like the tiger
And celebrate, for the Age of Aquarius is here!

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