Love is cosmic/Alex Grey
“Eros guides us to Logos."
~Plato
I look outside at the autumn leaves, reddening and blushing in a dance with change. I wonder, my prayerful hands murmuring, if they are bleeding, and fall absorbed into the music of their colours. I see in them the symphony of the seed that God has rammed into the soil of Goddess. The tree lifting up with Mother’s minerals and crystal hymns of Her heart,
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pulled by the fire of Father, and the warmth of his unfaltering, laughing light. It is everywhere, isn’t it? I muse to the deva of this tree, as I peer down at my groin and the pulsing of my phallus. A giggle is its reply…
How long have we suffered this vacuity?
How dear is the body?
“Beyond dearfulness. It is ecstasy elaborated…”
says the Dakini who hangs in my aura.
“Humanity understands only the snowflakes
on the tip of the iceberg…”
When a lover is in the bed, worlds are made...
When we remember what love truly is, we will rise above,
exalted by the dew of nirvana, all that has kept us caged.
Wings shall spring from soaring hearts,
and time will kneel before their flights…
Her pussy is where paradise is. The world didn't fall. We did. We forgot that Spirit is alive when we fuck. We made love slavery and built walls to stagnant its holystic urges...and all the pain felt since is each moment that love smashes up against one of those walls. Only now those walls are breaking infinitely, for love will not stand for them! We have created civil war in our souls. What madness! Let the walls fall! Paradise found :)
You bet it was a Big Bang:
what else would you call it when God and Goddess make a cosmos?
“Don’t cum!” she yells at him, her hypnotic hips ceasing their stormy sway
“…what..do you mean?” he pants
She smiles down at him, motioning him to breathe deeply,
coming close enough for her lips to pet his,
her breath like a warm spring
“Cum within…”
When kundalini rises, there is no longer a need to know. All is immersed in now what is recognized as the holiest and most profound human act: feeling…and all the books in the library weep for joy…
There is no such thing as sex. There’s only the great union of the two aspects of infinity. And yes, infinity is known to quiffe. Oh, Blackholes and their pressure changes…
Before God, there was Goddess…
‘Ejaculation is premature’
The milky seeds of dandelions float in the zephyr: did we think we’re the only ones?
Some scientists muse that the Earth was just a seething hot mass of potential until an immense, spermatozoa-shaped comet flying through our galaxy struck it, carrying with it the seeds of life…
Jesus peers up from Mary’s groin, the syrup of her yoni glimmering on his lips. They smile at each other with innocence upon innocence...He stares back at her valley below and begins to say a prayer…
We must be free. That is the cure of all dis-ease. Spirit is within us and Spirit is absolutely liberated. When it sees the mundane laws and the banal social mores we have tormented ourselves with, impinging on our true, glorious and natural divinity, it weeps…for an instant…and then it conjures up more tricks to play to awaken us to the holiness of our holes...
"Get dirty for the Lord!"
This body is a temple, an interdimensional vessel!
“Oh and the things I could do to your body…” he says to her.
“And the things I could undo to yours…” she replies.
Naked skin is the truest scripture.
When women bleed, there should be worship…
The path for man out of aggression is to serve the opening of her heart.
We are cultivating ecstasy here! Why is this not taught in Sex-Ed?
During an eclipse, the most sensitive souls can hear the mating moans of sun and moon…
When sunlight reflects off water, the sky sighs…
When we conjoin, eternity arises…
Union is the mystery of mysteries, for in the sacred act, we are mimicking the creation of all that is and ever will be…
What better way to return hOMe…
I tell you: bliss is our birthright…
What are we waiting for?
Let love go down on you!!!