VIRTUE(The Cycle is Vicious; The Circle is Full) How the Works of Desire become the Work of the Will! In the profusion of muck that is instinct,...
We only cleanse our temple with sanctity to soil it later with joyous celebration, like children that rake piles of leaves so that they can heave...
People rarely consider it, but Buddha might have been the most bored of all. :)
Luna reflects the Light, a lovely Shadow in which to play, and enjoy the pleasures of the day. :)
Abide in filth, self-slain, dreaming the dreams of the insane. Savor the taste of a flavorless joy, enkindling the puppet, enflaming the toy....
Love, like the Lightning Blast, let's none stand in its way, and moves so fast through the vastness of space, a jolt of Thunderbolt to make the...
AD FIDELEM INFIDELEM Ah, sweet my sister! Was it idle toil, When in the flowerless Eden of Shanghai We made immortal mischief, you and I...
O my Broken Hope: I Love You, Still. Eternity stretches its scarred wings and flies. We will meet again in another Life, But not again in this...
Sooth is for saying, For the Word is for Sooth, Ashen: Tears that drip from the Wanderer's cheeks Are the catalyst of the Union with long-buried...
A reflection gleems in the Eye of the Serpent. Debauchorous Joy. ("Debauch" only means "to go out", after all.) :)
The role of the Shaman is one that falls only to a very few, and it belongs rightfully only to them. It is the most horrid of the abberations of...
Therefore, consequently, we make it unable to support our form of life. However, when it discards us, it would be rather presumptuous to think it...
Born From Fire I have a mind, a good memory Here's how my life begins I wasn't born from a woman's thighs But from fire I dwell on that dream I...
I rather agree with George Carlin when he emphatically states that it is not the Earth that needs saving, but ourselves. She takes each ravaging...
One never ceases the attempt to regard oneself in the broken mirror. It loves the taste of its own medicine. Driven mercilessly into the dirt....
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There was no attempt on your part to understand: either the deeper strata of your own Work, or that of others. It sorrows me that people so...
The ember, dancing orange and glowing most righteously in Death, shews forth the Fiery aspect of Fire, the expenditure of Force for no apparent...
Best of Luck with your further efforts to convey such worthy sentiments in such a stodgy language as English. :)
Liken the cake smeared on the door to that of the blood of the lamb - and we can observe a modern-day "Passover" where it is the Angel of...
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