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.
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"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
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