About an hour ago I felt my body having a war of three tribes... My father's tribe with their Druidism and Celtic ways... My Mother's tribe with Persian influences and Egyptian magick... This "other" tribe...feral bloodline that I call the Jaguar...which extends into both sides of my family. Recent savages bred in to old blood. I remember the tribes of this land...the Americas...I remember these most vividly (or at least this is where my mind is interested most). Plains Indians of the Americas, Mix-tec and Zapotec Indians of Mesoamerica, and even as far back as the great migrations from Asia...Mongolians... These ancestors roll around in my joins. They crawl up and down my spine. They live in the TREE that is ME. One throws a spear from the branch of my shoulder down to his opponent who hides at the roots of my tree near my hips... These people fight...these genetic memories have their wars and have it out for each...just like my birth parents. My Father
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