“no, I don’t want to fuck you right now”

And they proceed to violate the physical temple that is your earthly form, the vessel the eternal goddess glows through ,to convey her imperplexible luminous residue. They slash that sanctuary to 1000 shards, with the slaying carnal lust. 

Not all people are like this. Only primative ones deprived of the ability to see what lies beyond their own shallow desires. (In my experience) Mostly depraved men. with no self control and poor boundaries embody the predator, but then again not all men disrespect the goddess as a primitive, predator rapist does; the saddest part is in the depths of your crying and adamant protests of objection, the rapist cannot put aside his salacious carnal desires for a moment to spare you the agony of the repeated violations.  
He knows your ache, and that ache is what satiates the pulsation reverberations of lust that flow through his being. What is fucked up about rape is that fact that he is inherently programmed to behave like this, and lacking the capacity for self awareness he is unable to change. If it wasn’t me he was violating to fulfil his unrelenting urges, than it would be some other girl, probably with a history of sexual violations that makes her vulnerable to emotional exploitations. 

“Oh come on, look how sexy and desirable you are” 

“Those titties are just so succulent and luscious when you bounce on my cock, and that firm, round ass… I am so hard” 

Hell..disconnect. 

And it continues into the darkest hours of dawn.. “Come on baby girl, I just want to make love to you” 


Numb with sleep deprevation somewhere through the harrassment, you give in. 

They use false declarations of love and flattery to persuade you into their lure. 

Manipulation. Incessant.

It is unrelenting. It wears you down. Until its easier to submit than simply resist. There are only a number of times someone can keep pulling your underwear down until you grow sick and tired of it, and sick and tired of fighting before you realise it is easier to submit and get it over with. 

The rapist is not a true man, rather he is a slave to shallow desires. A weak projection of masculinity.

Someone who has to manipulate or coerce a woman for sex is not even a figment of real masculinity. A real man would make the female seduce him with his ability to tune into the goddess frequency and worship her as the divine vessel she is. And in consummation of that, she rewards him exponentially with her femininity.

A rapist is a seed of destruction to the frequency of life. He is a parasite that sucks from the goddess without nourishing her, or respecting her. A real man doesn’t need to rape a woman to feel powerful, for real men are powerful exueding their masculinity in their own right. 

I am an emanation of the eternal goddess, and any violation against my sacred temple is a violation of the lifeforce that permeates us all- to violate anothers personal space might not be right or wrong, in a universe so chaotic and devoid of morality- but to intervene with an others personal temple who has the power to seize and transmute your actions against you- is lethal.

You will be destroyed by the pain I compartmentalized and boxed up targeted with your name, and you will be tormented by the agony you inflicted. 

“I will use your mistakes against you, there is no other choice”