The Vulvic Trans-Missionary:
Being an Illumination of Gnostic Revelation
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The Vulvic Trans-Missionary is a re-imagining of primal myth. Reaching backwards in time to bring forth and present a cohesive ideological perspective upon the perennial creation myth, its point of origin, and its basis in an essential and yet hidden a-cosmic gnosis. A short treatise and examination of the Void as substratum-of-being and an investigation into the mythical and cosmological traditions of various cultures throughout history. Herein offered as a mask, a visage, a vast array of images and prose giving face and voice to the Sacred Feminine as manifestation and personification of Nothingness; the darkness as both womb and tomb of all being.
The Vulvic Trans-Missionary
Quarter-bound red leather and pearl silk moire binding.
131 pages. Foreword by Shani Oates.
Over 40 full page illustrations.
Quarter-bound red leather and pearl silk moire binding.
131 pages. Foreword by Shani Oates.
Over 40 full page illustrations.
"I consume that which is and issue forth that which is not -
my banquet a feast of the light and my womb-tomb is kala of the night.
My dance is reversal, as I spin within the motionlessness of leaping by
standing still. There is naught but that which IS: being from non-being
manifesting an eternal masquerade of phantasmal-subjectivity objectifying
desirous flesh and dreams of nodal awareness. I ravage the self-sane via
Self-madness - THAT is but a web incalculable, a dimension beyond
ego-absorbtion and reason of mind, bending free-will and crafting
fate-mine: explosion of darkness to reveal the particle of dream't object
that is eternally dreamless. I am a mirror that reflects what it sees, seer
of that which is beyond the eye - a reflectory glance of the object
momentarily subjectified."
Verse II from The Vulvic Trans-Missionary
my banquet a feast of the light and my womb-tomb is kala of the night.
My dance is reversal, as I spin within the motionlessness of leaping by
standing still. There is naught but that which IS: being from non-being
manifesting an eternal masquerade of phantasmal-subjectivity objectifying
desirous flesh and dreams of nodal awareness. I ravage the self-sane via
Self-madness - THAT is but a web incalculable, a dimension beyond
ego-absorbtion and reason of mind, bending free-will and crafting
fate-mine: explosion of darkness to reveal the particle of dream't object
that is eternally dreamless. I am a mirror that reflects what it sees, seer
of that which is beyond the eye - a reflectory glance of the object
momentarily subjectified."
Verse II from The Vulvic Trans-Missionary