He took the hits

Virtue enters in all her tatters; virtue enters in her original formless way, and the masses do not fall at her feet He is willing to go after thy enemy with an oaken club, willing to go after thy enemy with a 2 by 4 And still they cheer like the sickly do while she …

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 …

Through the Gnossiene, as the Miracle

What am I sure of after the idols of books have been burned and all of the worshiped gurus are gone? Have I ever put my trust in a whirl that is dead? What can I always turn to when I am standing with nothing outside of myself to rely on? I have been there …

Led to Gold

She led me to gold as the tree lit up in an embrace of the crown Our intentions generating thoughts of wise counsel and sacrifices Liquid gold out the eyes, streams of original innocence Emitting that I love you beyond form

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