Awaiting The Black Sun

Lie in sweet stillness, for the Black Sun to sear your sadness 

Akh-Nakh - Khadum Akhlim Shadraba 

Lie in sweaty stillness for the dark flowers to usher you into bloom 

StrngDys

Recall the ultimate prayer…

“I press her thigh and death smile” - “I press her thigh and death smile” - “I press the trigger and death smile”

Prayers

Here’s what an a self-proclaimed insightful magus of the mundane realm told me once in a foggy bar stool evening: There is no need for any prayers, mantras, murmurs of parley and cajoling with denizens of horse shit realms that exists only in the beholder’s own weak, fearful, inconsistent mind. 

The only prayer useful to be pondered, the magus claimed, is the one from a few decades ago, when one is sober enough to perceive the ultimate truth: “I press her thigh and death smile”

Repeat after me: “I press her thigh and death smile” - “I press her thigh and death smile” - “I press the trigger and death smile”