The stories of the gods are not the gods. The descriptions of the gods given in those stories are not the nature of the gods. They are fingers pointing at the moon.
This is not the Moon.
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Monthly Archives: September 2016
Invocation: Spirits of Pleasure
A reminder from Gods & Radicals that it’s not a proper revolution if you can’t dance. So to speak.
An invocation from a ritual performance in French, followed by an English translation.
From Jah Egregius
[Français]
(invocation de ma propre composition, incantée lors de mes deux dernières performances à Rennes, le rituel consistait à consacrer des capotes et du lubrifiant qui étaient disposés sur mon autel.)
Deux lionnes sous un arbre
Deux chiens qui s’enculent
Tendresse des inséparables
Ivresse des orgies
Par le Dragon de vos tripes
Le feu de vos envies
Par le serpent qui ondule
De vos croupes à vos têtes
Ouvrant vos crânes à l’extase
Par le coït de vos parents
L’orage et les goutes de pluie à l’origine de votre vie.
Par le mouvement saisonnier de vos libidos
Les chaleurs du printemps
Au nom de la liberté de tous vos désirs
Du loup qui hurle au clair de lune
Ô Esprits du Plaisir !
Je vous convoque
Ici et maintenant
Vous qui enseignez les mystères de…
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Half a World?
There are days, and then there are days, but each day is one.
A day can begin with a phone call that frightens you and makes you feel helpless. That day can continue with doing what little one can to comfort a loved one being assaulted by fear, and then go on to comforting another loved one who has just run out of cope.
That same day can include the smile on a homeless man’s face when I can spare a couple of bucks instead of a handful of coins. It can include a beautiful drive with the sun setting on the right and the moon rising on the left, holding the broad earth and the blue sky between them, and moving me to praise the earth, sea, and sky, the lights of the heavens, and the dead who sleep in the earth. Continue reading
