Illuminist Lodge

A hand reaches out to you from beyond, 

with curved white moon fingers, 

with a palm like a door, like a cauldron, like a home

Skin dancing with joy 

because you are near

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Globes of freedom, 

transmit the frequency of complete immersion, 

complete submersion,

Into Her World 

of Healing, Reckoning, Smelting.

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Great One, 

Melt me with Love

Seal me, 

steal me away from the world of ashes and grief

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Where women and children pay the ransom with their lives

So God can be praised by the violent beasts

As they collect their toll

And make crude piles of Her body.

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Take these heavy Iron chains 

I drop them into Her Cauldrons

I shake off this world

I open a door for the bright spirits

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Turn these chains 

into a celebration 

of  rushing Copper and Brass

Adornment, Healing

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I step into your bright field 

Of animals, spirits, plants, trees, flowers, and minerals

The magnetic and electric body of the dead 

dress themselves with plant spirits and balms

With mist of stars and pulses of planets

They climb through the gate

The bridge of our hearts joining

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I do not want to know the story 

or the names of the past

I want that melted down 

Into silver and gold bowls

To refresh the wounded bird

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God’s world need to be Unmade

Smelted by Her, melted by her Love

Returned to the Home of Her Palm.

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Deliver Water to the Date Palm

Carry water to the Tree

Adorn your heart with her freedom

Her sugar, her sweetness.

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Do not forget, 

You can unmake a world

That is why you are here

Miss Witness, Miss Watcher, Mystery

123 Persephone 

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Copper river running

Tears of the heavy chains

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Let Dhul Nun’s father be set free

Let his mother and sister be raised up

Let his grandmother and aunts be celebrated, 

decorated with healing salves

Joined by bright animal guides

Adorned with living metals, singing victory, 

shaping a new House of Light without shadow

Without one slave in sight

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I want the world unnamed

I want the dead reckoned, 

I want the Namer to pay the toll

I want the Man to be held in the mouth of the devourer

Until each wronged woman and child is raised up

And tells the truth about Him, 

about God’s people, 

about the Namers, the Takers.

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The pain of the flesh sings 

this Copper and Brass song

The Earth can hold no more darkness 

from the Man, The One

From God, 

from His councils and boards

From his armies and states

Seized lands and borders

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I see you boards and council members

I see you hide in the sheepskin of the prophets

I see you because I look out of Her Eyes and Hearts

I see you shaking and grabbing your toll everyday

I see you salivate for more, 

with a hunger that never ends

I see the never-ending pit of your metaphysics

Your flesh hating furnace

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I see your Power end forever

I see you become an exiled ghost

I see your chains smelted in Her Love

In Her cauldron

Copper running, rivers of joy

Metallic Rainbow

Annunciation of Freedom

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The night is dark and the ground is cold

Where you will be kept away 

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I see Her hand reach out to deliver me 

From the Lie, The One, The Man

To go with Her 

to be immersed with Her World 

You must sacrifice your ned to suffer

Each nail, each binding rope, each choke hold, each hit 

I have carried them forever

They must be melted away.

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I can taste completion

The end of His World

His last breath

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Finally free in her deep wood

I dip into Her field

I slip through the hedge

And disappear forever

No longer pursued

No longer paying the toll

To Him and his collectors

To his boards and councils

His Watchers.

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Four Nightbirds announce Her Form 

through Song, through flight, through togetherness

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A hand reaches out to you from beyond, 

with curved white moon fingers, 

with a palm like a door, like a cauldron, like a home

Skin dancing with joy because you are near

*

New lands, globes of freedom, 

transmit the frequency of complete immersion, 

complete submersion

Into Her World 

of Healing, Reckoning, Smelting.

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I walk out of the abuser’s house for the last time

I shake the dust from my feet

I walk into Her heart for the rest of my life.