Confessions Of A Bloody Queen #IamJezebel

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+--------Confessions Of A Bloody Queen; The Thoughts Of Jezebel As She Is Thrown From The Tower

Iconic echoes of my youth,
I hear them now: tambourines syncopating
with snare drum beats
of a death religion, the soft, almost muted
murderous octaves of a priest unsheathing a
ceremonial blade, leather sliding down
metal slowly, he sharpens it on the rough
side of a stone before Sidon’s peoples. I
hear skin's mourning melodies of slave
girls mutilating their sexed bodies chanting
in bloody ecstasy the hallowed name of their
“God." Shouting: “Princess Jezebel
….Blessed is she before Baal Almighty!!!”
But that was long ago. Before Elijah exposed
this for what it was really – a subjugation
tool of my father, subterfuge for taxation.

Coiffed hair and eye makeup… my beautiful
funeral without eulogy for a life devoted to
him. And Baal didn’t even bother to attend.

------2 Kings 9:30-37
Then Jehu went to Jezreel. When Jezebel heard about it, she put on eye makeup, arranged her hair and looked out of a window. As Jehu entered the gate, she asked, “Have you come in peace, you Zimri, you murderer of your master?” He looked up at the window and called out, “Who is on my side? Who?” Two or three eunuchs looked down at him. “Throw her down!” Jehu said. So they threw her down, and some of her blood spattered the wall and the horses as they trampled her underfoot. Jehu went in and ate and drank. “Take care of that cursed woman,” he said, “and bury her, for she was a king’s daughter.” But when they went out to bury her, they found nothing except her skull, her feet and her hands. They went back and told Jehu, who said, “This is the word of the Lord that he spoke through his servant Elijah the Tishbite: On the plot of ground at Jezreel dogs will devour Jezebel’s flesh. Jezebel’s body will be like dung on the ground in the plot at Jezreel, so that no one will be able to say, ‘This is Jezebel.