The Völuspá

The Song of the Sybil Heidi men call me when their homes I visit, A far seeing Volva, wise in talismans. Caster of spells, cunning in magic. To wicked women welcome always. Arm rings and necklaces, Odhinn you gave me To learn my lore, to learn my magic: Wider and wider through all worlds I …

Original Woman

All the moments of my life, I have given you the best ones and every gnosis that’s been misunderstood and ultimately rejected, I have forgiven you for that as well I am the original woman, with the ether in my eyes and the living waters of my pain a sacrament-do you dare forget? Mist of …

Hari Mata

Heil, comrade-for, we have lived for the Ultimate Flower Amidst degenerate imitations, in the quiet peace of Her Remontant & Refuting from the center of original Earth In space where many have utterly refused to meet Her Minions of Abraham contest to steal Her True Source Light As our nasal passages fuel the flight and …

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