The Queen of the moon is the queen of dispassion. She stands apart without judgement. Her vision clear... unblemished. This is not a vision that sees with soft, gentle solicitude. She sees into our hearts with the laser beam of truth. She knows our secrets, our desires. The cool, white light at four in the morning when the city lights are low. Her gifts are sacred. Her gifts are abundant. She commands respect. Once you accept her gifts there is no going back. The light she shines penetrates, reveals the soul’s true nature. You have been changed... utterly changed.
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