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And what is this all consuming fervor to be expeirenced? The overwhelming need to taste, touch... to caress and be near? The yearning for a simple whisper of sound, to dream beyond measure. To feel so fragile a mere glance can shatter one into a thousand pieces, and to dance with the devil in the blessed torment of desire...

.....I shall sit on your shoulder in the light of day as I shall witness every dark thought you have.... every cruel word that falls from your lips.... and every lie that you whisper to yourself. I shall come to you in the dark of the night and watch your dreams; weeping for you have forgotton all that I am..... You dare to presume you know TRUTH,... you who sing of love while stoning your neighbor, you with your arrogance, you whose knowledge and understanding is but a drop in the great vast ocean of ALL that is. But know this....in the end, the eternity you shall face shall be the one that you have forged with the fire of your own illusions and it shall be as hollow as the words that spew forth from your tainted lips.....,

It beckons whispering to the soul, a sirens song of seduction, gentle yet demanding. It is there, a swirling vortex of energy awaiting your arrival. It can consume with a burning fire, laying waste to all that stands in its way. It frees the shade from its earthly restraints and plunges the soul into its essense. Sometimes bestial and dark, it can devour everything you claim to be as its hand embraces you. Fear it not, for it is freedom and it is all that you hide from the world. Within it you can find all the best of the light and the dark that is concealed by the light of day... it holds the mysteries of your shadows and as you journey into its bosom.... your sojourn of spirit in this temporal realm is made whole......

We see it every day, yet we pass it by without really viewing the beauty that endures within. It is glorious, yet our eyes fail to open and drink of its splendor. It speaks to us every moment in existance, but yet our ears do not hear the gentle music that fills the air. It flows through us....around us and we pass through as we would a fog on a lonley mountian peak...but yet....somehow.....it lives and thrives in the jagged regions of our distracted perceptions. Blind, we rush past that which sits in front of us begging for acknowledgement. When will our awareness expand enough to accept it for all that it is and the possiblitlites in which it holds? Whether we know it or not...it exists and its cries will remain unanswered so long as we hold ourselves seperate from all that it is.....

Look upon the darkening skys as stars adorn her hair. Unseal your mind and she shall come unto you, awakening your deepest desire. The blood of the innocent and the deviant spill from her lips, staining the ground at your feet. Encircled by her will, you bow at her knee...bathing in the ecstacy of ALL that she is. Her mantle shall quell your fears and the blade of her sword will be stained by the blood of your enemy. By her hand the fruits of your hunger shall manifest itself her womb. She is the one who shall give birth to that which you lust for. Stand at the gates and look into beckoning abyss, for she is the Mother of your infernal passions.

.....And so she stood bare and quivering before the eyes of the Goddess...and unto her...SHE descended, taking a willing heart for HER own. And through her vessel gave HERSELF unto he which stood for HIM. Together they drank of each other and became ONE reveling in that which is called ecstacy and the union of the Divine.....



I embraced the hand of Spirit and looked into the eyes of "God" as your gentle kiss drew me into you and together we embraced all that is...was...and ever shall be....