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Mirrors are a powerful medium for returning energy, just like a medieval message in a bottle. Wrap me in your desolate womb, oh barren mistress of death. Do you really need to be sworn in? Sky above and earth below, feel my raging aphrodisiac amidst this eclipse of tantric rites. ***** my horoscope in this zodiac, and grow beyond this medieval heresy. Magick is the science or art of effecting change by the conformity of the will; and you are a sacred star in the night sky. Let us scribe incantations beyond desert horizons where Kali displays her direction of seasons. Spring is in the East, Summer is in the South, Autumn is in the West and Winter is in the North.
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
Mathematical Moonchild
Mirrors are a powerful medium for returning energy, just like a medieval message in a bottle. Wrap me in your desolate womb, oh barren mistress of death. Do you really need to be sworn in? Sky above and earth below, feel my raging aphrodisiac amidst this eclipse of tantric rites. ***** my horoscope in this zodiac, and grow beyond this medieval heresy. Magick is the science or art of effecting change by the conformity of the will; and you are a sacred star in the night sky. Let us scribe incantations beyond desert horizons where Kali displays her direction of seasons. Spring is in the East, Summer is in the South, Autumn is in the West and Winter is in the North.
david-barr
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
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