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Fallen night has. The days worries still surround and shroud, clouding my vision of what lies within the shrouded mysteries of the night. Where has the magick gone? Where could it have ran off to? Stuck and sticky is the situation, stuck and sticky is usually the visualization. The visions of lustful energies, men of many shapes and sizes, the tantalizing Kundalini, snake, wrapping and coiling around my base, intoxicating my senses erotically. Where has it all gone?
I could spark it up, light it up, fall back into a completely different reality and let the lustful and sexual beings devour me entirely. I can light it up but I'm not so sure if the spark is there. If it may lay dormant I will you to resurface and devour my un-adorned, naked, sweaty body. I command that you rise up and swell within me pulsing and pumping me with what was once a taste of ambrosia.
Are you there ?
All parallel lives and dimensions are still floating in the multiverse. I still see Spirit Stone, I still see my many astral " bubbles " if you will. I still see and feel Lucifer in all his glory. I can feel that love, that lust, compassion, and directed will with focus and force. It's all stored away, sorted out, and categorized within my frazzled brain. Mentally it is indeed all still there. Some parts pop out for a brief " touch " giving me an orgasmic sensation. Other parts just lie waiting, dormant, as if it's all up to me to bring them back into my existence. After all we do create our own reality. So what's the giant road block?
Honestly hungry for a cock, Lucifer's to be exact. Where though, on this planet could this physical incarnation of my vision be? I'm almost certain he's other-worldly. Sad to say though, I'll still find him one day.
I ponder back at the events surrounding his visitations, those visitations of sexual misconduct in the most controversial situations. Lust without Love means nothing and has no spiritual fruit. It has physical and earthly fruits. Magick can be added to any pre existing relationship to " spice " it up. Both partners have to agree and understand ONE single thought process. You have to be on the same wave length in order for the universe, or this energy, to correspond to your song.
Somehow all this makes me a better person spiritually and in all of reality, changes my being to it's core. Things seem different. Life vibrates now it's filled with life, energy, prana, whatever you wanna call it.
Signed,
Louiscypher
