Closing Prayer
M is for Satan
There is a point - and what grace that we know where it is - There is a point near the bottom of an abyss where here feels like nwhere, where to flow into the arms of our fate, america, we see through the eyes of eternity and a light beam emanating from our galactic core reveals the sparkling machinery; christ is risen. And that great One who know themself in through and beyond human culture pretend nothing nor our own disguise.

And just as we take up the sword so do we lay it down upon a rock that ripples through the heart within and without. Rise. Rise. Rise.

Shine on. Shine on. Shine on one ANother. I speak to you, lords of the animate world, tending the fallow mar of heavenly cosmos with the lightening of an eternal marriage. Part the waters of your God and hear the wedding son from which universe is forever born and come to birth with me here, with the animals of my perpetual coronation; no mere sacrifice your Being; no mere anger or fread your papal robes of flesh and sweat and water and milk and blood and, yes, tears - tears of such joy that only a mere God can know, mere infinitude seeking, finding blood - letting life.

In the end was the Word. And if it is not living forever, it is not living at all. Let there be life. This is the witness (Amen) of Her chosen Lover. My name is Light Bearer. Me. We. My name is you... US. The Lords of Chaos, of Light and Love.

A WOMAN.
MOTHER.
SUNRISE IN NEW WORK.

New life and new love
figure (fixed)
prominently
In the
Dream
That
We sea.
From sea to shining see.
The circle of Night
Closes with You
The circle of Night
Closes with You
From our our figured wound
Whole nations swoon
The Garden dies
And mothers come to birth
From out the forest loam
The circle of Night
Closes with You
The circle of Night
Closes with You

Time is Mother is Matter
Breathe
Once for the rising of Isis, the serpent's tooth
Once for our mother farther in heaven
Mother is the secret name of God
Listen for Her sunrise.
Devocation
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