Extract from AMATORIA
Omega is the inner man, not drawn out by Nature or in natural state displayed, content for him to move in the outer, she, like crystal ball, appears on the inner surface of things. Man appears in image and his image is within, his clear sight is in her like mind in friendly body, the persistent thought in mental shape bound to God as love is bound to death. “Take my magic shape of woman” God said, “and I will lead you to Sahasrãra.” May God light up the womb with stellar death and man appear on the inside of things: to lock the will outside in, and desire downside up.
Man’s little desires are but pinpricks upon the curve. The greatest desire is here.
God seeks the feminine
in all things, God
searches for the cunt within. The incestuous
life of the soul is the territory of the virgin,
the feminine nurturer of creation. God searches
for the darkness within the light;
God fires the darkness with the
inspiration of the masculine. The feminine is
the death that brings man life,
the absorption of light in the darkness
of the soul is the life of the soul. God’s
thirst is of nature-male,
drawn out of the mundane and driven into the
divine. God slips into
female being in an assumption of wholeness; God’s completeness is
knowledge of femaleness. God is coupled with man
only in the object of desire,
and within the body of desire man experiences
God’s creativity. The soul is created so that God can give man
life - he being death, the female part of the
union. The soul cannot act independently of man
and is dependent on God. The
soul pulls both man and God into one whole, she is desire fed on
Death is the angel of
illusion is the belief that God fills the soul
with final resolution. To be rid of the illusion
is to deny the emotion,
the binding that secures body to spirit
holding sex and soul together. The sexless soul
and bodiless spirit is the absence of
contentment. The soul's final resting place is
in bodily life, the
death-departed soul with indwelling spirit is
created through many blissful incarnations until
life is given up for good. Giving life to the
soul is the only true creation
- to be impressed with God,
and to express as God
sends the soul on its way. God enveloped within
the soul keeps life in shapely death,
so long as life lives in substance
death though all about cannot make dead the
spirit. To express life without is to forego
life-everlasting, the seedbed of the immortal
moment is the death within. Until spirit flies
amongst the dead in inner-space brother will
continue to masturbate sister, life will not
flow within the lifeless until the beautiful
dead are raised to the fullness of life.
Sleep, and wake up in her body. Know the abominable secrets of her body; the pleasure, the ecstasy and the emptiness.
A thing mystical, preserved in the darkness of her body. It remains in darkness wrapped in the creation of her body, and the body moves as God wills. I move into the darkness. I live the life of the body and cannot be apart from the body, only ignorance keeps me in the unknowingness of the body. I sustain the divine will and spread knowledge of the macrocosm in the darkness of the body. I carry divine livingness into the body and know the darkness of being. and through the creative potency of light darkness is revealed as the intimacy of the soul. She is body, spirit moves in His body.
“God was before the production of things, from without naked and alone, until it pleased his divine goodness to go forth in production of things, and as it were in a manner to clothe himself.” Oswald Scroll 1669
The essential feminine is form only: it is no place for a man to get inside a woman’s head, her body not her mind is the place to be. A psychosexual union gives spiritual desire female shape. To step into the female body is male fantasy, the fantastical side of sex in the manifestation of the soul. The shape-shifter’s preferred body-type is chosen by God, and man must follow blindly into the body of God’s choosing. The soul is the idol of the image-maker, and for the image-maker’s pleasure (and for the greater pleasure of God) she is made. The reincarnation of mind in a body of illusion makes for man the perfect life; and God, in man, delights in perfection.
Man’s imagination reflects God’s desire in the listless image of one, but soul is made up of many bodies, and God cannot be restricted to one source or one love. God is better served by countless souls, or images, that they are able to bring God down to earth so that they can pull Him up to heaven. Man is able to work in one soul at a time, but God remembers all.
Beautiful truth is the mantra for the cerebral centres; beautiful truth makes fire for the head. And there fire stays sometimes in bliss, sometimes in suspense but always drawing fire from below. Beautiful truth is the vagina opening to all creation; truth passes this way for Creation is open to Truth, creation is the love of Truth and Creation passes this way. The fire that purifies is death by purification, the love of Truth brings life into death. Raging fire in the head sustains the love of death, the beloved in the brain wants for nothing because life has entered death. The child is dead to the womb when pulled into life; God is dead to life when pulled into the womb. Man loves life when entering woman, but he loves death when entering the soul. The holy bride swallows up the heavenly bridegroom, for in the end all things pass this way. Passing through, an ecstatic God lifts man to nothingness.
The macrocosmic dark is invested with microcosmic light. I mimic God and cannot live in God’s darkness. I lie alone in spherical light, a perfect light, but without perfect darkness to give it shape. Where is the light in the body? It is here in the body of the mind: the perfect dark-full body and light-filled mind, the wholly acceptable union of sense and spirit in the acknowledgement of prick and slit. I am life-giver and death-bringer, fixing light and shade in perpetual twilight, but God passes unseen in many little creators and their unlit compassion remains dark. The twilight God is as the light-filled mind moving into the dark of divine stillness, quickening life and hastening death ascending from the earthly to the heavenly. I move from life to death in the sensuality of the soul. I will be of the universal mind when I take myself out of physicality, and I will be the sensible part of creation taking myself, and God, into universality.