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We grow like snakes, shedding layers of skin that we leave behind in dried-out, lifeless husks as we get larger and larger–only these skins take on many forms in many dimensions: the cradle, the playpen, school, ignorance, fears, home, church, friends, belief systems, teams, clubs, tribes, self-image, etc.; and until we shed these once-protective, now-restrictive layers, we are confined in virtual jars that are usually transparent enough to see at least some of what is outside but prevents us from exploring all that is beyond the glass walls of whatever manifestations of super-ego we find ourselves trapped behind.
Four witches gather in a clearing in the woods to dance around a bonfire. Dancers: CJ, Angela, Leeanna, Anastasia
Celestial Storm
In the realm where mystic currents intertwine,
Lethe, the sorceress, weaves a dance divine.
A crystal orb, her conduit to the unseen, Channels energy, ethereal and serene.
Out of thin air, she summons power untold,
A dance of magic, a tale to unfold.
The atmosphere quivers with electrical might,
As Lethe commands the forces of the night.
Her fingers, like tendrils, grasp the arcane,
Drawing forth lightning, a celestial reign.
The crystal pulses with a mystical glow,
As energies swirl in a mesmerizing flow.
Bathing in the ecstasy of electric embrace,
Lethe surrenders to this cosmic grace.
A shower of energy, sensual and wild,
A symphony of magic, unrestrained and styled.
Arcane currents cascade, a sensuous tide,
As Lethe, in rapture, begins to glide.
Her silhouette dances, a silhouette of flame,
A sorceress, untamed, in the cosmic game.
The air crackles, charged with enchantment,
As Lethe, in reverie, transcends the present.
Her essence merges with the pulsating stream,
A sorceress’s dream, a mystical gleam.
Model: Lethe
Inferno Salutation
In twilight’s grasp, two maidens fair, Virgins pure, in whispered air.
Above the flames, a ritual dance, Salutations woven in fiery trance.
Gentle flickers, embers rise, Reflections gleam in fervent eyes.
Innocence draped in sacred shroud, They tread on ground, the unhallowed crowd.
Around the pyre, secrets untold, Mystic whispers, a tale unfolds.
A dance of spirits, shadows cast, In the smoldering fire, memories amassed.
Gowned in white, a celestial grace, They twirl and weave in sacred space.
Each step a hymn, a silent prayer, In the inferno, destiny they share.
The flames, they hunger, lapping higher, Anointing the ritual with mystical fire.
Sacrifice made on this sacred night, Two souls ablaze, their spirits take flight.
As embers ascend in the ethereal night, The virgin women merge with the light.
Consumed by flames, a transcendental pyre, They become one with the celestial choir.
In the stillness, the smoldering glow, The remnants of souls, an afterglow.
A dance immortal, in the fire’s embrace, Two virgin spirits, leaving earthly trace.
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Dancers: Jenn Michelle and Crystal Nicole
Nude in Public Nightmare Model: Destiny
Destiny’s Naked Nightmare
In the realm of midnight’s haunting veil,
Destiny, stripped bare, wanders frail.
Through streets unknown, a surreal domain,
A nightmare’s grip, a relentless chain.
Naked truth adrift in shadows’ keep,
A city unfamiliar, lost in sleep.
Whispers of forgotten tales entwine,
As Destiny treads through the ghostly line.
Moonlit alleys, cobblestone dreams,
Echoes of silence, or so it seems.
Mysterious faces leer from the shade,
In the abandoned city, where fears cascade.
Twisted figures with eyes unknown,
Their gazes pierce through flesh and bone.
A carnival of the bizarre, a midnight parade,
Destiny’s essence on display, betrayed.
Lurking in corners, figures bizarre,
Dancing with shadows, beneath the stars.
Wraiths and phantoms, specters unkind,
In the surreal recesses of Destiny’s mind.
The city breathes, an entity obscure,
As Destiny stumbles, unsure.
Her footprints echo in deserted streets,
A symphony of solitude, where destiny meets.
The clock strikes midnight, a haunting chime,
As Destiny navigates the corridors of time.
Naked vulnerability in the moonlight,
A captive in her own nightmare’s spite.
Through this desolate city, she roams,
A captive soul in the cosmic catacombs.
Yet, in the heart of this dream-like despair,
Destiny seeks escape, a silent prayer.
In the labyrinth of the mind, she’s confined,
A dreamer lost in the corridors of the mind.
In the strange, surreal city, where shadows play,
Destiny yearns for the light of a new day.
The Greatest Gaslighting of All Time
There is perhaps no greater case of gaslighting on a grand scale than the three Abrahamic religions, which have all convinced millions of believers, over thousands of years, that God is the ultimate personification of good, and Satan is the ultimate personification of evil.
Despite wiping out every man, woman, child (and unborn child), and every living creature in the world (except Noah, his family, and select animals) because they were all “sinful”, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
Despite banishing Adam and Eve from paradise and punishing them and all their descendants for the “sin” of disobeying God and eating a forbidden fruit that opened their eyes to the knowledge of good and evil, we still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
Despite murdering Job’s family, killing all his animals, and ruining his life in every way just to win a bet with Satan that Job would still be loyal to Him, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
Despite creating Hell, where people spend an eternity of hopeless, unimaginable pain and suffering if they do not worship and obey God, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
There are many, many more examples like these that clearly depict a creature who is, as Richard Dawkins famously wrote, “arguably the most unpleasant character in all fiction: jealous and proud of it; a petty, unjust, unforgiving control-freak; a vindictive, bloodthirsty ethnic cleanser; a misogynistic, homophobic, racist, infanticidal, genocidal, filicidal, pestilential, megalomaniacal, sadomasochistic, capriciously malevolent bully.”
And yet, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
On the other hand, what of Satan? What did he ever do to deserve being considered as the pure embodiment of evil? Convince Eve to eat an apple that would open her eyes and bestow knowledge of good and evil upon her? Rebel against a demonstrably evil God?
Satan only killed ten people in the entire Bible (the seven sons and three daughters of Job), which God was complicit in for betting Satan that Job would remain loyal despite this tragedy).
God, on the other hand, killed the entire world when he flooded it (breaking his own commandment and a moral precept understood by every person who ever lived, whether they
were aware of the Bible or not). In addition, he destroyed the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah, including every man, woman, and child (and unborn child) who lived in there. He commanded Moses to kill every man, woman, and child (and unborn child) of enemy tribes (except the virgin girls, who could be taken as sex slaves). God killed every first=born child in Egypt as revenge against the Pharaoh. And countless others throughout the Old and New Testaments.
But God is good and Satan is evil? How does that make any sense? And yet, hundreds of millions of believers somehow do make sense of it.
Throughout recorded history, mankind has produced megalomaniacal tyrants. Totalitarian fascist dictators who use the Bible as their playbook and God as their model. They demand blind obedience no matter what. They demonize anyone who does not obey them blindly. They crush the exercise of free speech and critical thinking and questioning as blasphemy. They lie and perpetuate those lies in the face of all evidence and logic to the contrary. They use force and violence to assert their will. They allow no other gods before them; you must worship them and only them. These are the techniques and tools both of religion and fascism.
And Satan? His only real crime was defying God. Questioning God. Rebelling against God. In a fascist state, Satan is the hero to any outside witness. But to the fascist members of that state who have totally submitted their will to that of their dear leader, he is the devil. Evil incarnate.
Once you eat the forbidden fruit and open your eyes to the knowledge of good and evil, it is clear who is good and who is evil. Satan is the courageous figure who stands up to the all-powerful dictator. He deserves our admiration and support.
-W.T. Rozar
Sensualogy. Just a word that popped in my head while staring at this picture. Model: Olinka Lickova
Naked sun bath dreams. From Muses in Wonderland. Models: Juliet in the Wild, Lumen Foxx, Krystal Kitten Mari
