Samsara

The Church spire rises high/skyward, an ostensibly innocuous-looking monolith serving to remind the townspeople of their acute need for salvation. Sinners, one and all, they behold the pleasantly painted steeple standing as sentinel above them as they go about their daily affairs. Life led systematically without repentance spawning its own synthesis of virtue. Parallel plane of Dark. Of Shadow. Once translated, life as truth, time is one, being non-linear, facade of samsara revealed. Kali remains as ground of experience.



Planes. Dimensions. Levels. Consciousness. Sensed here, but seen only through cracks between the worlds.

Twilight

Kali. Call her God-Queen. Satan Incarnate. Absolute Woman. She alone knows your entity's pathway. Some will never happen upon her. The committed devotee knows her on sight, and will seek her patiently, ceaselessly, until he has earned the privilege of her presence. It is she who will attend to his death, burial, and resurrection.

Life is in the breath on this plane.

But in an infinity of planes (dimensions) there is an infinity of modalities. Kali is come to effect your burial that you may be resurrected, as the Bible says ‘in newness of life.’ This is a supreme truth. Newness of life is higher-dimensional. It is not what is commonly referred to as ‘Heaven.’ It is continued life in the glory of higher consciousness. The God-Queen comes with extreme violence. Through her violence, your own metaphysical truth is revealed. All metaphysical truth is arrived at through violence. Why is violence necessary? Because it is only through violence that the degradation and compromise of the body may be achieved, and the breaking of the body brings altered perception. ‘Seeing’ in a new way is a requirement for the ascent to higher consciousness, to extra-dimensional perception. This life is, indeed, in the Breath. As Kali so mercifully robs you of it, snuffing it out with her thick, luscious, divine thighs, life shifts to other modalities and to higher consciousness. As the body is thus broken, so is the illusion of samsara. Things are seen as they truly are; infinite. Praise blessed Kali, Savior of Men. Death: Through crushing and suffocation. Burial: Between her plump, punishing thighs Resurrection: Into newness of life in higher-dimensional space-time