Have become like Shelob in her lair, crouched in a corner of a cave, breathing, ready and waiting for visitors. He who shines the brightest light should not be surprised to have her appear, with eight eyes filled with hunger and eight legs ready to wrap partially slain morsels of knowledge in web for immediate use ... or later application.
Am no killer of the bearer of gifts and have no intentions for identity theft. Only to magnify the light, fluctuate it's frequencies, divide and multiply, share, honor. stand behind.
Am no longer concerned with being the one, but a part
so please don't call me a Goddess, i am here to work.
