Mother Magician

I am on my dying orb, recollecting my life thus far, while drinking down snake blood. It's plain fucking awesome.
Who am I? I'm just this galaxy's version of God, with my offspring ruling their own planets as they see fit -t he best birthday presents I ever gave them. I cam from dust, with something artificial and toxic mixed in - it created the masterpiece that is me. And then I blew my breath onto crystals, creating this world for me. I made me a man, and he gave me babies. My babies. They are the arrows I shot into the word, trying to kill something for dinner. My soldiers, my nursing demons. I can't count on all of my fingers how much I love them. My son Bourbon, drives a Mercedes-Benz with the tires painted purple. He was the real person who killed Osama Bin Laden, and he's stronger than a bull. When he wants to use his brain, it sweeps the world clean of problems, but motivation is sporadic. Chaos, my beautiful daughter, is rosy-pink and educated in trying to get what she wants by screaming and making noise. She sits outside of the State Building, drumming a cow bell she wears around her belt, telling the members of the house of representatives that she needs money for tampons. But my favorite child is Black Betty. All grown up and fucking the world till it's knees go weak. She carries a pistol 9MM in her purse, and chews on the bones of men who called her 'baby'. I knew she was mine while she was inside, kicking to the beat of Ramones songs. Her full name is Black Betty Rock Steady Anarchy. Which sounds like a leader's name. Black Betty gets sweaty on her motorcycle, but doesn't drip a drop when riding a man of equal throttle under her. It's the kind of confidence you bottle and only take in shots. Pure motherfucking adrenaline - nothing sugarcoated but her openings. We all take what we want - it's the only way to live. Did I make my children lose their sanity while they are still in my womb? That way I would be able to run through their heads forever and ever - spraypainting their insides with vulgarity.