Akiyah Canada, Transmigration of the Soul

Having the same dream for a week straight is a blessing for the broken.

A blueprint for the rebirth of the soul. Dreams about the monstrous woman with 7 faces and a voice exactly like mine, just trying to break out of the fire consuming the cave.

Longing for the water of the sea to release her from captivity.

How can I become new when the seven headed beast within is holding me back?

So I embark on a journey to the sea and I stand beneath the sky. Feeling the cleanliness of the water pierce my skin, as I pray to the rising son.

Praying for my soul to become pure, and for the lightest parts of myself to override the dark. Just hoping for the envy, greed, selfishnes, jealousy, big-headed, arrogant, and cynical parts of myself to drown in the sea.

And reincarnate into an honest and pure version of myself.

Because I am the underdog. Giving off black and white light, with a spiritual earth mother and a serpent both on my side.

Trying to see which side will take over.