Women are rising

Personally, I have never acknowledged male power. 

Never accepted male authority. 

Never felt inferior to men. 

I have never given respect to men because of their gender or position alone or allowed them to dominate me. 

The idea of penis envy is alien to me. Never in my life did I wish to be anything but a women even though I knew the disadvantages that come with being female.
The concept that any women would want to exchange their intricate internal pluming system, their exquisite emotional chaos that lets us feel a multitude of emotions all at once, our direct line to creation to the divine itself, to life and death, for some soft dangling sausage has always puzzled me exceedingly. And despite the fact that I know, see and feel the oppression of the patriarchy I have never understood how that fragile male organ was to represent power or could hold power. 

There is nothing powerful about the penis, it is but a tool that requires the guidance of the feminine divine to be useful and whole.

In my opinion patriarchy has always been driven by fear, inferiority complexes and womb envy! 

The patriarchy enslaved women because it feared them, felt threatened by the power we held, the power that belongs to us and is coiled within us always. 

The power of women unbound is the most frightening thing to the patriarchal male as he does not understand, that an equal world will not diminish him but set him free.
True power and true freedom are concepts a patriarch fears! They are too close to chaos, they are not quantifiable, not measurable by science or in monetary terms, not equatable to worldly goods. The patriarchy wants to hold power, gather it in and confine and shape it. It likes to wield it like a sword, as it wields its penis, keeping what it perceives as enemies at bay. It likes to threaten and exert power over others, hold them down and confine them. And by doing so will never be able to grow.
It does not understand that true power is a dance in which we clasps hands with many partners and exchange and flow, rising and falling like an ocean weave. Patriarchy does not understand that true power has nothing to do with order, status or wealth but is found within. The spark of power, the divine flow, once ignited connects us all and is not quantifiable.

Patriarchs have not tried to solve the puzzle that we women represent or embrace our mysteries as part of the divine whole but decided to force the puzzle pieces into the shapes they could control. 

As people always fear that, which they can not understand. They decided to shackle women and bury their mysteries to be forgotten as they invented male supreme beings and made them the creators and women an afterthought, a slave to men and of men.

But life and death belongs to women. The eternal circle is embedded in us and so even though our goddesses were diminished, our law started to be forgotten, our mysteries were slipping into obscurity they could never be eradicated as we are intrinsically connected to them.

So men decided not just to control our bodies and physically dominate us but to invade our thoughts though the religions they imposed on us. And although women all have the connection to the divine they learned to reject that connection, to see it as dirty, to see it as impure. 

Women where told that our female organs of creation were only there as a vessel for male power and pleasure. And as time moved on women started to belief the lies told to them. They believed that female pleasure was a myth, that the female body was there to please, that the female mind was less, that women were below men always and that we were not divine.

However no oppression can last forever and women have torn and gnawed on their shackles, worn them thin and broke free. 

Women have given their life to be heard, to voice their beliefs, to encourage and guide others on the path to freedom. Because despite the constant brainwashing the fire within can not be extinguished. The spark burns in us all.

The divine spark that burns bright can not be denied.

Women have been burning everywhere for centuries. 

Kali is slowly stirring wake again and calls women to her!

Goddesses everywhere are waking from their slumber as their names are chanted, called and screamed again on women's lips and in women's hearts and souls. 

Kali's fire ignites us all. Her strength flows in our vanes and scorches those that will not heed the calling.
Women vibrate with the connection to the world.

But the patriarchy does not sleep either, it has become frightened again and lashes out with all it's might. 

The last century has seen its many attempts. From reinforcing stereotypes, to infiltrating the youth through stories of demure female princesses and male heroes, to magazines telling women how to look and act. Through media of all variations telling them to be for men and of men again. They have twisted that which women have fought for into the unrealistic ideals of perfect mother, career girl and sex icon all in one, leaving women no time to turn inside and find their spark. 

Through lad culture, rape culture, normalized sexism, pregnancy discrimination, age discrimination, constant attacks on our bodies, victim blaming they keep us small, insignificant and voiceless.

But burning women become more vocal and shout at the tops of their lungs to be heard, they unite in a war song as the fire spreads and lights in more hearts then ever before and so the patriarchal monster lashes out with all it got. To clasp the shackles tight again the patriarchy goes back to it's roots and once again tries to control us through our female organs, to enslave our bodies once more. 

Womb envy at its height as men desperately want that final say in creation.

And as in all last battles the monsters head rises for the final fight that it can not win. Ferocious it is. In its panic it tries not just to control women but to drown the world whole. 

As the demons of old would rather see the world burn to ashes, and them with it, than to give up their fragile power.

Alas we are burning women and we know that fire cleanses. We know that the phoenix can only rise as new once it has been burned to ash. We know we do not burn to take the power for ourselves, because how can you hold on to living flame, but we use the fire to transform the earth. We use the power to set us ALL free.

So embrace the fire within. Let it burn you and give you a voice. 

Make your song heard and pass the spark on until the whole world burns so we may rise from the ashes transformed and free of our shackles.

We burn and as the fire spreads we become beacons in the darkness, lighting the way to truth and equality. 

The sparks of knowledge are starting to spread across the world, igniting in ALL and making us aware of the fact that WE, as a people, will only survive if we transcend, if we become that which we should have been long ago: 

One people across all races, genders and societies.

We will never, never lose our way to the well of her memories and the power of her living flame it will rise, it will rise again.