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The sensation, sensuous. Incarnations , *remember us?* Carved on cave walls & sung on birds beak in gliding flight from past slingshot through to the future, falling into a deeper than seen river , of now serpentine bodies , flex tense, flex our god/ess muscles to learn & teach of the forgotten apple of knowledge. Carnal sin is redemption. The real question is.. Who were the Snakes?
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
The sensation, sensuous.
The sensation, sensuous. Incarnations , *remember us?* Carved on cave walls & sung on birds beak in gliding flight from past slingshot through to the future, falling into a deeper than seen river , of now serpentine bodies , flex tense, flex our god/ess muscles to learn & teach of the forgotten apple of knowledge. Carnal sin is redemption. The real question is.. Who were the Snakes?
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
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