DIVINE MOTHER KALI

SHE IS MY MOTHER

SHE IS MY FATHER

SHE IS MY MOON

SHE IS MY CHILD

& MY BROTHER

& MY LOVER

& MY SUN

SHE IS THE GRASS

& THE DEW

LOOK AT HO MUCH SHE CAN TEACH

HER TONGUE DRIPPING BLOOD
A CIRCLE OF SKULLS AROUND HER NECK
A DAGGER IN ONE HAND
GIVING BIRTH IN THE OTHER

THE WHOLE PROCESS OF NATURE

HOW EXQUISITELY SUBTLE

REMEMBER SIDDHARTA :

HIS JOURNEY, AND THE AMOUNT OF TIME HE SPENT IN THE GARDEN OF PLEASURE
WITH A WOMAN WHO HAD MUCH TO TEACH ? SHE ALWAYS HAD A NEW THING
TO TEACH -- SHE WILL ALWAYS HAVE AA NEW THING TO TEACH -- ALWAYS

CAN ANYONE IMAGINE THAT A WOMAN AS FULL
AND SEDUCTIVE AS THAT IS NOT GOING TO
TEACH SOMETHING ?
IS NOT GOING TO CONTINUE TO TEACH
SOMETHING ?


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