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Then saith the prophet and slave of the beauteous one: Who am I, and what shall be the sign? So she answered him, bending down, a lambent flame of blue, all-touching, all penetrant, her lovely hands upon the black earth, & her lithe body arched for love, and her soft feet not hurting the little flowers: Thou knowest! And the sign shall be my ecstasy, the consciousness of the continuity of existence, the omnipresence of my body.
(Liber AL vel Legis)
1 comment on to enfold our nights of decryption
sepiae August 26, 2013
nice one, thanks :)
⃠especially for urdog & frith
candid.utopia August 27, 2013
oh my gosh... my first supporter :D
⃠i'm really delighted you enjoyed it. these songs carry a pretty heavy emotional load for me.
sepiae August 28, 2013
one can tell :)
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