I blink open, and the cosmos gasps,
every spirit since Genesis crowding my bedside
like curious cousins at a sleepover.

“Girl… what happened?” they whisper.
“You walked through centuries like stilettos on cobblestone
and didn’t trip once.”

I sip their spirits
Stretch for more
Yahweh winks,
Ma’at side-eyes,
and King Cepheus and Queen Cassiopeia doodle heart emojis across our history.

“How you do it?” they press.
“How you still do it?” #mustbealien

I giggle —
the sound of an ancestor finally finding Wi-Fi.
I shrug —
the shrug that makes empires tremble.
I yawn —
and three galaxies blush.

Because being goddess
means being the blessing the most high wished me to be.
Oh happy day. To finally play.
Waking up unbothered,
snatching joy out the ether,
and calling it Monday.

And the spirits?
They write in their diaries:
“Day 919. She rose again. #cuteaf”

📜 Sidebar: Why Ethiopia is Written in the Stars
In ancient Greek mythology, Cassiopeia was Queen of Ethiopia and Cepheus her king. Let’s return myth back to roots: Ethiopia as cradle, cosmos, and crown. Their daughter Andromeda was chained to a rock and forced to wait for a “Greek Prince” to rescue her. ✨ She became “constellations” for astrologist to follow.

The cradle of divinity was always meant to be free.