I believe in Floridiana, the Mother Almighty, Creator of milk and honey; and in Citrus, Her only daughter, our Queen; Who was conceived by the Timucua, born of the Swannee, suffered under Rick Scott, was dredged, died, and was sunk. She descended into the sea; the third day she arose again from the depths. She ascended into the canopy, and sits at the right hand of Floridiana, the Mother Almighty; from thence She shall come to judge the locals and the visitors. I believe in the Timucua, the Sunshine State, the communion of chieftons, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the exploration and craft everlasting. Amen.

Our Mother, who art in the sea, hallowed be Thy name; Thy habitat come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in the sea. Give us this day our daily catch; and forgive us our development as we forgive those who develop against us; and lead us not into consumption; but deliver us from corruption. Amen.

Hail Swannee, full of grace, the Queen is within thee; blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Citrus. Holy Swannee, Mother of Floridiana, pray for us, now and at the surface of our depths. Amen.

Glory be to the Mother, and to the Daughter, and to the Timucua. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, an ocean without end. Amen.

Polymere Clay, Modge Podge, Thread

2015