Demetrauma/Persephrenia
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Demetrauma/Persephrenia
Persephone is going under
to dissolve into the blackness
to disappear into the backround radiation
to know compassion
to feel the textures of suffering
to examine its purposes
to know the taste of disease
to smell the psycho-spiritual roots of disease
to locate the portals into and through disease
to visit with the lively spirits in the land
of the dead
Persephone is feast feeding on her own shadowy bits
Persephone is coupling with the unfamiliars
in order to become monstruous
in order to become whole
Demeter is grieving the loss of her daughter Persephone
Abducted by Hades, playing with the lively spirits in the land of the
dead,
feast feeding on the shadowy, touring the rootballs of human
diseases...
Demeter is grieving because...
Persephone has temporarily forgotten her mother
Persephones may suffer miscarriages
for denying her mothers
Persephones may suffer barrenness for ignoring her mothers
Persephones may suffer monthly blood as nightmares, for denying
her mothers
Without remembering the ancestors, our creators, the ancestral womb
passage
becomes blocked and silted, the children are stillborn, nothing vital
comes
through that passage
The womb becomes the battlefield itself
All things seeded and hatched are transported into and tempered by the
zone
of all amnesias
Unrecognizable children
The children are stillborn
Demeter is grieving over the death of Nature
She is grieving over the illusion of death
She is grieving since the day that the red god Set
came and blunted the soulstream
Red hysteria
Blood hysteria in the streets of Egypt
Mass terror of blood, superstitious fear of the color red, distrust
of
the westerlies
The direction of entry of the
jackal headed god
who physically roamed the streets
on the final days,
on the days
of the blunting
Once we were a race of stars that streamed forth and
back within the fields of all galaxies
appearing and disappearing
in portions
never dying nor putrefying
Until blunted by Set
rendered by Set into finite fleshbags
The god of death feastfeeds on the illusion of
separation, its
diseases
and the terrors of blunted time
Demeter is grieving the death of Nature
Demeter is grieving over the deathspell of Set
Demeter is longing for life most precious, the most precious
Demeter is longing for the extincted creatures, felled by her own
refusal to
sow seed...
HOLD On there!... Invert Dimensions! See Upside Down like Persephone
Demeter's longing for extincted creatures repopulates the next world
Persephone's feastfeeding on poisons, the strangers, and the shadowy
bits,
she is extincting extinction and the illusion of separation.
Persephone is going under
to dissolve into the blackness
to disappear into the backround radiation
to know compassion
to feel the textures of suffering
to examine its purposes
to know the taste of disease
to smell the psycho-spiritual roots of disease
to locate the portals into and through disease
to visit with the lively spirits in the land
of the dead
Persephone is feast feeding on her own shadowy bits
Persephone is coupling with the unfamiliars
in order to become monstruous
in order to become whole
Demeter is grieving the loss of her daughter Persephone
Abducted by Hades, playing with the lively spirits in the land of the
dead,
feast feeding on the shadowy, touring the rootballs of human
diseases...
Demeter is grieving because...
Persephone has temporarily forgotten her mother
Persephones may suffer miscarriages
for denying her mothers
Persephones may suffer barrenness for ignoring her mothers
Persephones may suffer monthly blood as nightmares, for denying
her mothers
Without remembering the ancestors, our creators, the ancestral womb
passage
becomes blocked and silted, the children are stillborn, nothing vital
comes
through that passage
The womb becomes the battlefield itself
All things seeded and hatched are transported into and tempered by the
zone
of all amnesias
Unrecognizable children
The children are stillborn
Demeter is grieving over the death of Nature
She is grieving over the illusion of death
She is grieving since the day that the red god Set
came and blunted the soulstream
Red hysteria
Blood hysteria in the streets of Egypt
Mass terror of blood, superstitious fear of the color red, distrust
of
the westerlies
The direction of entry of the
jackal headed god
who physically roamed the streets
on the final days,
on the days
of the blunting
Once we were a race of stars that streamed forth and
back within the fields of all galaxies
appearing and disappearing
in portions
never dying nor putrefying
Until blunted by Set
rendered by Set into finite fleshbags
The god of death feastfeeds on the illusion of
separation, its
diseases
and the terrors of blunted time
Demeter is grieving the death of Nature
Demeter is grieving over the deathspell of Set
Demeter is longing for life most precious, the most precious
Demeter is longing for the extincted creatures, felled by her own
refusal to
sow seed...
HOLD On there!... Invert Dimensions! See Upside Down like Persephone
Demeter's longing for extincted creatures repopulates the next world
Persephone's feastfeeding on poisons, the strangers, and the shadowy
bits,
she is extincting extinction and the illusion of separation.