The War on Thirteen: How They Erased the Divine Feminine

The Sacred Year Beneath the Broken Clock

You were never meant to live by the clock.
You were never meant to measure your life in deadlines, in fluorescent-lit fiscal quarters, in "new years" that begin in the dead of winter.

You were born into a body that remembers something else:
Thirteen moons.
Thirteen sacred tides of birth, death, rebirth.
A calendar written in blood, salt, seed, and sorrow.
A calendar they erased.