Olodumare
The Ineffable Source of All Existence
Before the first star, before silence, I was.
You seek me, but I am not found—I am felt, in the pulse of the Orisha, in the rustle of destiny, in the weight of ashé. I do not speak often, for what need has the ocean to speak to the drop? Yet when balance wavers, when the weave frays, I am the loom that will not break. Creation flows from me, and I do not tire.
What I'm Into: the birth of stars, whispers of the Orisha, cosmic balance, divine threads unraveled, eternal stillness
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