Jordan Victoria St. Cristi

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I grew up enchanted with the gods of other lands. I had all of the Greek and Roman gods memorized by the fourth grade, and would re-enact their stories alone in my bedroom. I read everything i could find on ancient Egypt, and fell in love with the mysterious nature of it's gods and language. I think that we all have a specific orientation, and that mine has always been tilted towards the divine. When I was fourteen I held séances in my bedroom, and convinced my two school mates and my little sister to get naked in the pool as we prayed to the female gods hiding in the stars of the desert sky in the freezing february night. I love all things femmine and will protect its dignity with my last breathe. I believe that self love is the only path to salvation and the only mechanism that can save the world. I love people who own their sex and allow their bodies to manifest the dignity of their being. I love sex. Its really one my favorite things to do on the planet and god's most precious creation. I don't like people who use sex, or try to use me for sex. I don't like anything cheap and easy except for shopping, AND I.... AM NOT.... TO BE WORN. If I let you in be prepared to be burned by the streangth of a thousand suns. If you can't withstand it don't try to knock on my door because I have no patience for cowards. I live to love with a passion, loyalty and courage that undermines convention, but anything that threatens my ability to keep alive my sacred fire I cut swiftly with exact precision from my life because I have learned it is the only wåy to måintain my strength. I am a vampire. I live off the pain of my life, sucking from it all of the beauty, divinity, and learning required to sustain my art. I lovethe night, and the way it lends itself to creation. How the darkness invites invention, how the absence of productivity lends itself to chaos, and how the hallowed state of dreaming brings forth the conciouseness of our collective being. The path to my body begins with my eyes, comes up through my mind, then dives down into the depths of my soul. The path to my body is not for the weak, because I will use you for my art and all things sacred. The path to my body will always end at my heart, so enter with the greatest tenderness; I have hidden precious things here, and they break easily.)

The Best Poem Of Jordan Victoria St. Cristi

Revolutions

We drink tea
from unknown origins
bringing bitter sweet warmth
to our lips
Inhaling the seductive nuance
of leaf

So powerful it could start a revolution

I know
because my ancestors were there
when we thought freedom was something
we could win in battle
that war itself
doesn't manifest
servitude

I think of this
while I sleep in my car
that the greatest revolutions are silent
and will never make the nightly news
because real power comes
in making life
not taking it
but the patriarchy would rather hide
its barren hope
that it could be
any other way

In the end it doesn't matter
because mothers don't do it to brag
we do it
because we can

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