Child-Alexis Luthor:.. ".. okay.. Lois.. I'll try to tell you the fragments of knowledge I have about the Phoenix myth.. in Ovid's Metamorphisis.. see.. Lois.. Ovid wrote a massive Poem in Classical Latin called.. "Metamorphisis".. and in this poem when he wrote .. about the Phoenix.. he wrote that the Phoenix.. a bird who looked greatly like an eagle.. like the namesake of eagle-woman... who is Rumane Yemen.. that the phoenix lined his nest with cassia and spikenard and myrrh and shreds of cinnamon .. sorry not sure what cassia or spikenard or myrrh for that matter actually are.. sorry .. Lois.. I just know what they're called.. and I think all four of these things were spices.. for the Phoenix was supposed to have lined his nest with golden spices.. and the Phoenix lived for five hundred years.. and the father Phoenix.. sorry for my language .. lois.. the father phoenix would produce a little phoenix out of his body as the father phoenix .. died.. and then the little Phoenix would wrap his father in an egg.. and I think put myrrh.. which may have been like wax.. I'm speculating.. sorry.. just speculating that the myrrh may have been like wax.. and that the little Phoenix would seal the egg into which he'd wrapped his deceased Father-Phoenix with myrhh.. and then the little Phoenix would carry his Father Phoenix within the egg to Heliopolis of Egypt... the.. was it.. a Temple .. of the Sun-God.. or was it to a location different than a Temple... sorry.. Lois.. I hope I'm not adding things myself.. maybe you can verify what I tell you on the internet .. if you have the internet... sorry.. Lois... and this was the Legend of the Phoenix of Assyria.. and their are other things to tell about hte Phoenix .. besides.."
Child-Lois Lane:.. ".. thanks.. Lex... and I'll tell you about .. the Greek Goddess Artemis.. who I personally invented to be the Greek Goddess of Schizophrenia.. taht she was the greek goddess of children with schizophrenia.. and she would always here voices.. sometimes ghastly voices.. and the greek goddess Artemis her eyes were always open.. always open.. always open to the world's horror.. and she could not explain the condition of her eyes to those to whom the horrors of the world .. were silenced.. for she was no friend of silences that is one thing that is true about the greek goddess Artemis.. and she was surrounded by a gaggle of maidens perpetually.. and she was so used to their chattering and babbeling.. and chatting amongst themselves.. that she needed it... she desperately needed the sound of the chattering of the gaggle of maidens about herself.. and she was no friend of silences.. the sound of pure, unadultered silence hurt her soul.. hurt the soul of the Goddess Artemis... and she heard the voices of teh womb perpetually in her long, long life.. the life she had of many nymphs... but she kept the nympths alive as well.. and she brought young girls in their adolescence to a private enclosure.. to her private Artemis island.. to live out their adolescence and teenager years.. personally isolated together with the greek goddess Artemis.. oh what is that you're giving me.. a book.. Lex.. Alexis..?.."
Child-Alexis Luthor:.. ".. it's a book.. teh autobiography of Violette le Duc.. a real-life goddess Artemis.. the title of the book is "La Batarde".. here .. it's yours.. Lois..."...
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