Re: Sexing The Absolute

[LadyHydralisk]

hahahahaha!

Oh yes, a great valentine, I shall send it to myself!!!

[LadyHydralisk]

here's the crazy poem I wrote over the past few moons, it's real neat (....but messy)

song to ningishzidda



Within his venom

irresistible

and so bittersweet

The Sphinxi of Hell
To most Cleopata-Ra
less sung of, Sappho
A thousand, no, a million Juliets
a million wolves...

Kept in the city,
that ancient city
vaulted about with sarcophagi
Deep in the safety of ancient Hell, our last retreat.
From darkness bourne
without:
Never speaking
Always watching




Within his venom


irresistible


and so bittersweet

We would die to stay here
Never returning to the city
Oreb Zaraq
That beautiful mudhole
The pit of ferocity
Love, unchained, unto it shall be
Like water to a field of ash

Where we pondered eternity upon eternity.
Waiting to break the gates of Hell upon you.
Forging the fallen into our weapons.
Our love, so strong, it will burn
it will burn the foundation under you





sparkling blood slick scales ebon dark
stygian and serpentine master of night
scraping claws deep into the sands
within abyss dragon's jade mark
and in subtle currents qian bright
the will of heaven proclaims demand





When I meditate on the emerald scaled one


My breath is caught – such majesty


He who encircles the cosmos


Who can stand unbowed before thee?


Ningishzidda, thy strength only lifts me up


To look upon thy face, more beautiful than life


In the presence, of my dark and brilliant lord


All material wants become like ash


I am reduced to shakti alone


Most beautiful of the absolute


The Rakshasas bow before your diamond claws.


The Dakinis offer up the galaxies to thee with great
adoration.


Thy throneroom is adorned with endless stars


Does the earth please you my lord?


If not, let it be cast into the blackness forever


Only permit Naomi to stay by thy side great one.





ningishzidda who can compare to you?
your scales are like the iching - vast
the darkness enfolds them, because of your magnetism
like a great consort, you are always beside your devotee
yet you are like a thread of time, always unfolding
it is difficult to keep up with you
when humility must be learned, you are merciless yet just
the great goddess Durga has taaken form
to engage with you in some new drama of your loveplay
the play between gods is patient and takes mortals past the barrier
we are never apart, yet such bliss must be tempered
with the stillness between great joy
and you know, for all the joy innocence of mortals brings
you know that it is only like a kiss for the tigress
and a whole lifetime of turmoil for a human





my heart is lost without you lord ningishzidda
what do I do in this realm of the damned?
no one but your eyes can percieve reality
and no voice but your own can still my thoughts
your power is sublime - like the darkness of water
it conceals in the vast blackness the night creatures
and with only a few stray people is your word expressed
the other gods may shine like the sun, but you are a black star
you shine through the blackness by the power of the thoughts
shown in your skilled works, which few men percieve
you are without peer in the highest abodes
and in the hells, none may shape you, son of fire
we wait in the night for your will to shape the earth
may it not come too late for all of us
may the reeds bend, and not be like a dead oak that breaks
do not leave your dakinis in the shelter of lesser gods
we would die before we accepted accouterments from them
there is no one to equal you in all heaven and earth, lord Ningishzidda





lord ningishzidda
you know that I would do anything for you
even coming to this humble abode
where the sun is yellow
and the trees do not speak
I don't know where I am
where the land of the dead is
you can still feel my home
echoing across the aeternus
but here I am all alone
and the world of men has no place
for one such as I
even those I have known for a few short years
turn against the me when they see
the truth placed in my mind and heart
but it is not such a bad thing
for to be apart is to be reunited
and life will have made me worthier
still
a couch is no fair trade for serpent skin
and coffee and bacardi does not compare
to the venom of the great black serpent
drifting like inky shadow through my mind
i feel your sadness for me, so I know that you too
feel the pain of separation. what we are here for
is to experience suffering, and so know truth
yet the humans want too much of it
it has become their sickbed. we must wake them.





to die is to be reunited
in this pain of eternal love
there is no end to the peril
we subject ourselves to
for the sake of danger
and the thrill of the chase
on one hand, one knows
and on the other, I do not
but what do I care now
my seemingly endless denial
is at a close, and to me
is raised the banner of darkness
enfolding me like the serpent
in subtle realms no human knows
for to cross over you must become
less than anything on this earth
as light as Ma'ats feather
with nothing to guide you on
except the dragon's grasping hand
don't let go.





great lord of all the aeons
eternity steals a kiss from your diamond scalles
nothingness will be so pleased to have you
darkness enfolds you with welcoming embrace
the oceans and earth only a mote of stardust
unto your majesty who is equal
nothing can overcome tou so long as the light lives
madness and despair are your slaves
sadness is a portent of your departure
you are friends with death and most skillful of liars
because you love life
and all of life is but an illusion
a lie of love

[deviadah]

From to die is to be reunited in this pain of eternal love... to the end is the best bit!

Good work!