My body, an arc, to shelter you from storm,
My mind, my vitae,
Projects forward in time...
Even when you are long gone....
My mind, my vitae,
Projects forward in time...
Even when you are long gone....
posted by Nephilim at 4:30 AM
Sunday, September 17, 2006
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- Name: Nephilim
"My number is 11, as all their numbers who are of us"...Liber C.C.X.X. "My colour is black to the blind, but the blue & gold are seen of the seeing"...Liber C.C.X.X. I Am that I Am I AM
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1 Comments:
Is it the goddess INNANNA?
Lady ISHTAR??Perhaps Freyja of the forest.
Or sweetest of all Goddesses
ERESHIKIGAL..
Was is not Her torn flesh used in the making of all creation ....And thus empowering her in all things.
either or I like this small haiku of sorts
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