All the years of tossing in scraps of paper covered in a word or words what we are wanting Fire to transform…
All those pretty shit-filled rantings and weepings wrapped in amazing hair and clothes…
All those insta-carved, pen scrtched, environmentally friendly paintd sticks of sacred wood stolen homes of creatures placed in fires to release…something…
Well, you are being transformed. Your prayers are answered
Heat waves, brown outs (why the fuck is this called a brown out? And why black out?), wildfires, field fires, flash floods due to dry earth…
Fire is just answering, fulfilling your prayer.


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