And the Saturn ate her Head up….
Ohhhh….but yet she has a Helmet…
So rare, It is a Nightmare, Deadly one
I feel the Chill freezes my Spine
My Knight of Dark Carnival Night
haha, ohhh Good Advent Sunday
ah, Yes, Mistress of Mysteries and Dhark Fantasies, Saturn Has Truly Feasted Upon Her, Devoured Her Head and Left Her With A Helmet of Which She Has No Use Anymore And One Can Only Wonder Why, And Even If One Can Only Wonder Why One Shall Fear Not In The Face Of Hidden Truths, For Oh, You Have The Eternal Power To Cast The Chills From Your Spine and The Power To Enjoy The Ancient Vampyric Embrace of Bleak Midwinter, Madonna, For This Is Not A Winter Of Discontent, Daughter of Dharkness ….
…. and So I Kiss Thee on This Last Sunday of Waiting And Expectation ….
Ohhhhhhhh…The Incantation of Giant My Knight !
That is highly Sacred Sexy and become Divine
as the Eternal Power infuses from the Dhark
I hate displeasing myself, how I hate it….
I am just getting pale sick of it….
ah, Madonna, I Kiss Thee Good Morning On This Sacred, Saturnalian Day of Solstice When The Sun Shall Once Again Be Reborn. ah Madonna, Its Eternal Powers Have Been Dormant In Dark Permafrost For Months Now, But Today We Shall Kill The Cattle, Tonight We Shall Feast Upon the Flesh of the Living and the Dead And Drink Each Other Dry To Bring The Eternal Powers Back Into the Realm of the Seen. ah, Madonna, How Truly Joyful to Stand on the Shoulders of the Giant as I Kiss Thee Good Morning On This Sacred Day of Our Solstice …..
The slaughter and consecrationof the White Innocent Cattle
shall be done This Very Sacred Day of our Solstice— I pray
For Change and Eternal Powers Return —I shall pray
*On This Sacred, Saturnalian Day of Solstice When The Sun Shall Once Again Be Reborn*
—– I return The Saturnalian Solstice Kiss My Knight
Yes we shall *Feast Upon the Flesh of the Living and the Dead And Drink Each Other Dry*
How Magnetized, How Energetic, How Alive I feel !
Ohhhhh…. .Yesss !
“Winter solstice will coincide this year with a total lunar eclipse, creating a five hour cosmic happening throughout the longest night of the year”…mmmmm
ah, Madonna, Magically, the Eclipse Turned the Grey Sky Above Us Into a Flaming, Coppery Orange and the Ancients Would Have Gazed Up In Awe and Searched For Hermetic Meaning And So Should We, Mistress of the Moon, For the Pale One Disappeared and Reappeared on the Same Day As the Glowing One Almost Disappears Before It Starts Its Journey of Fire and Flames All Over Again, Tracing the Same Ancient Track Across the Firmament As It Has Done For Countless Millenia In Sacred Solitude, ah, Madonna, Tonight We Kill the Cattle, Tonight We Feast …..
Ohhhhhhh….Flaming, Coppery Orange ?!
Ohhhh…I just feel it through Your Eyes now My Knight of Capricorn
I haven’t seen the Light, no, was it like setting Sun ?
And I am almost in tears….such a Spectacular Marvel
such a profound reverence for a worshiper of Hermetics…
Yet I shall rejoice tonight mmmm and sacrifice to his Return
Lay on jet black slate in the Dark and wait destiny’s date
Escape from the Earth’s cold plight and dress in dress so bright
while the Glowing One reaches beyond the Capricorn
ohhhhh…Heralding the New Time to come
Tonight we will Feast and Kill the Cattle …
and be reborn mmmm ohhh….
And the Moon was in Gemini and ohhh…
opposing the Sagittarius Sun just 15 hrs
before reaching the Capricorn
and that could be of some deeper meaning, hmmm
maybe a Herald of ohhh transgression to
something less intellectual in my case hihi !
Something very Animal and Powerful yes !
ah, Madonna, Mistress of the Moon, the Passing of the Celestial Bodies Surely Speaks of Transgressive Motion Into the Unknown and Into the Secret, Where Unregenerate Force Runs Rampant and Vampyre Succubii Gorge On the Blood Altar. ah, Madonna, Mistress of the Occult, and Flaming Copper Moons Surely Bear Witness of Blood Orgies As Nothing If Not Passageways Into Power and Pleasure, Madonna, My Mistress of Mysteries, and oh, Such Joy To Gaze Upon the Pale Moon Reflected In Thy Well of Midwinter, Such Joy To Feast Upon Thy Flesh In This Most Magick Night, Such Joy to Release The Unseen Animal Within…..
oh, Madonna, Mistress of the Moon, I Trust Thy Night Was Wonderful Last Night, I Trust Thee Communed With The Hidden and The Unseen and I Trust Thee Shivered In the Face of Midwinter Magick, My Lady of the Lake …..
ah, Madonna, the Universe Making Love, ooooh, The Sweet, Sweet Images Are Filling My Mind and I shall Rejoice In Them On This Day of Travel on Land and on Sea and I Shall Prey No Deamons From the Ocean Deep Will Devour Me on My Journey …
ah, Madonna, St Christopher Smiled at Me and Made My Journey Safe and Enjoyable, and Now I Rest In The Safety of Ancient Home and Childhood Memories and Motherly Love, Madonna, ah, and oh, I Fear No Deamons in the Darkness, My Mistress of the Moon, and Neither Should Thee Tonight, Neither Should Thee….