"Mary Magdalene is really someone who has made the church very uncomfortable. That is why you have two Marys in the Bible: one that is very sexual, and one that is virtuous and spiritual, cut off from her sexuality. In doing so, they take away all her wisdom. It should be about a wholeness, but it's about division. So instead of people having to align with one or the other, the Marys need to become married - joined together. In my own faith system, I've tried to marry the Marys together so that the Mother Mary's sexual being isn't circumcised from her any more and Mary Magdalene's wisdom isn't circumcised from her. If the bride [Magdalene] had been acknowledged, there would have been honor of the Feminine. There wouldn't have been patriarchy as we know it or matriarchy. There would have been balance." --Tori Amos

BLUE MARY
by colin younkin

blue mary was descended of magdala
she was a complex construct
of the female form.
a red burning body,
covered by cool dark hair,
with gnostic green eyes,
a girl miss-understood.
people didn't conceive her
insights, spoken thru pure lips
burned upon charcoaled ears
the smoke inhaled thru noses
the blood rushes to her eyes
as she cries, as she realizes
that spirit sizes are wrong.
in her ears, she hears a song
that belongs to the great beyond.
she wants to taste GNOSIS!
an echo of pandora (black hair)
a shadow of eve (green eyes)
a perfect reflexion
of her heavenly mother,
mother gaia's prized girl,
a daughter

walking on air, breathing fire,
one who glides thru time and slices space,
splices genes to spread splendor
gender-bender mentalities replace
certain fatalities with radiant realities
of fender-bender-force storms
core borders order lords to gorge and
forge orange storage courts for
poor torrented sorrow-borrowers

pandora opened her box
and got blood on her socks,
but she rocked so don't block
the girl who knew the world

Blue Mary
a girl in charge of the world, digitally ingenius
in Venus orbit, ordered to cause dischord
a horse used to confuse and cause war
digitalia is her domain but her heart starts
putting her apart from the smart machines
that bring her pretty things, like rings
to make sure she doesn't cream them
with her technical wand of intense concentration
that burns thru her eyes, melting ice for hydration
causing the elation of death, the sevenfold wrath
encircling her mind like the drain of a bath
following the path down to her lap
dotted out on gaia's map

at least for now, blue mary fights
in spite of all her deep insights
she saw the light and grew inside
but now is forced to fight in war

among the poor, she wanted more
she went out for four months or more
when she returned she wasn't poor
but lacked in spirit, because of war

a murderer, she felt a whore
a soldier pimped out into war
an upping point to boost the score
a list of all that she fought for

blue mary hides inside her heart
afraid of all her lethal parts
afraid that she might cut apart
her husband on their wedding night

Name: "Blue" Mary Magdala
b. May 9, 2014, on Earth
Mary can fix things, you know
She grew up on La Luna

Afraid of the dark side
she faced to the Earth
and nightly she viewed
the place of her birth

Blue Mary, fair daughter
of father Apollo
opened her third eye, then
drank, spit, and swallowed

A daughter of a mother
deep set in Cancer
Her moon was deep in Virgo
Researching for answers

From Apollo she inherits
her prophetic eye
From Queen Vulcan she's embarrassed
of a slit at her side

deep inside there resides
one between all the sides
multiplied to empry
all the gnosis inside

eating with free hands, fruit of love
suckling with bond hands, fruit of blood
Mary saw the pure fruit, deep inside
Then empried, spied inside, and poured out the insights

From PANDORA'S BOX spewed all the hatreds that stewed
From a crude, feudal feud of intense magnitude
Full of clues, I.O.U.'s, and intense I LOVE YOU's
Full of rays from the sun, O! her flower, it bloomed

Bearing fruits of the youths reaching out for the truth
Living worth, of the earth, bringing light to the moon
Soon inside, it is spied, that she loves her insides
Static slide of a night when she turned out the lights

Finding Gnosis down under,
Bearing fruits of the Light,
Deep inside, gasps and sighs,
As she opens her EYE

Down her spine she will find
All the pleasures of life
Down behind she will find
All the secrets of life

As she opens her book
Letting out all the light
There's a spark of a spirit
Called the Passion of Life