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OH!! how the Siren calls.
Lately I have been taking more in to account of how I behave. I see how people respond to me. I can say this is a good and bad thing. I'm usually on the extreme ends of the pendulum. Ether too good or not good enough.
This falls in the relm of me advising people. Being the Reader that I am. I have to choose very carefully how I say things, when I need to advise people. Because they actually do listen to me. One of the people I'm talking about is my dearest sister witch! The Enchantress. The Enchantress and I have been friends for a while. We first met in Harlem. When I starting to phase out of 20's in to my more mature adult phase of my life. She and I, like in the movies met at a coffee house. Sparked conversations over how I was feeling that day. Having felt stuck at a job that did not appreciate me. I could not quit because at that time I was just finishing up my associates. It would have been more challenging to quit while I was focused on my school work.
I nicked named her the Enchantress, because all who meet her are so spell bound by her beauty and her softness. It's something you just have to experience. Words cannot justify the feeling you get when being around her. How as an individual, she radiates more than a group of 10 people. It's just a delight to be around her. I can say I lost my breath by her friendship by how she's influenced my life. To give a better understanding of what she''s about. She's a young woman in her early 30's late 20's that has a career in construction as a safety coordinator. Among the city of New York, she walks all through the city. Strutting her petite curves and her sister locks. Enchanting all who lay eyes on her.
The Enchantress is what I like to call a desire. A love witch. SHE does glamours and love spells. Not that she needs to. But! these are the areas of expertise. It's just what she like to work with. Me! I like to know shit before hand. I don't like to know things last min. You know, things will fall apart and others will make you look like a joke!
When Muggles can tell. That you're different from them, they'll treat you bad. And that's been the case for me. Like Sofia said in the color purple. " All my life I had to fight." " A fem child is not safe in a house full of mens" I mean hey I paraphrased the last part. But! it still holds weight. I'm writing about her because I would like for you all to know of her before. I tell you things about what I experience with her. that also effect me too. This is a story that needs to be told.
.................To be continued!!