For about three-plus years I have watched an athelete transform herself through characteristic metamorphosis, and divide herself into three personas. This is not an easy feat, and it requires great alchemical knowledge.
Only a spirit of the most immaculate creativity could perform at such a high calibur.
In the beginning, the young child sought to rock her way into solving the aged puzzle of antiquity in squaring the circle. She faced brutish opposition, and obscure detraction but she did not give up.
Literary legend connotes an inspiration from the beloved southwestern heritage but this is only known to her. Continuing her progression, she made strides in furthering her magnetic allure. Many windows were opened, many inhabitants complied. A demand became evident.
It is unknown what disruption occurred but the young child would come into the space of a young adult, were she would notice an overthrowing was needed in order to alter the construct of her surroundings. And thus, an urgent haste of strong flowing energy, grace, skill, and purity had grown.
From northern to western, and from eastern to uncharted areas the young adult would carry herself from one realm to another. Solidifying herself as the epitome of magnetism, soon gaining the attention of the solitarius one. Deeming her to be a goddess of pure independence.
After creating a creating a respected reputation for herself, the now young woman’s light would waver softly among the gaze of countless Windows. Her flesh would violently break into pieces-any form of opposition, no matter how brutish of experienced they were. What would lay in wait for the young woman?
Poised and prepared to make an effect or influence in the heavily critiqued but passionate southern realm, a new necessity for her alchemic wisdom had arrived. The young woman would shape her virtue, and create her own absence of light.
And now, the infinitely adored elite goddess of independence strongly holds the reins of her three forms with humility, grace, and integrity.