Oh I gazed into the Abyss
my precious
I’m afraid it’s not that hard to do
I’ve tasted the whirlwinds
drank the gushing waters of the spiritless deep
I’ve swallowed the storm, and it becomes me
the Abyss is full, it won’t look me in my eye
and I hear the screams of a thousand mes
the selves that could have been ground beneath the wheel
trapped in the vortex
begging for sweet release
to know the Goddess as she licks her lips
urging on to break free from the womb
to relax into the sunshine of a begotten day
to be, where naught has been
to forget the bright night of soul
the sleepless nights, the hunter’s moon
with wringing hands depressing
repressing
suppressing
the masques we wear become our shrines
temples to an Alien God, we worship
worship in our waking dreams
sour songs with no words
imperfection denied, another self crucified
another day, another self
I would feed the Goddess purity
but there between her legs the Abyss has beckoned
the gap which yawns can never fill
and life not once flow over
Hel keeps what she has
and I shall take my tribute to the grave
and see her mound grown fat
there within our Earth
souls enshrined in barrow’s depth
when it comes my time to pray
that all is made pure in death
as I live and breathe
perfection evades me
Purity has its place as embodied by honor, decency, respect, protecting childhood innocence, self-improvement as a small scale form of Eugenics/purification, and generally seeking to rise above. The absence of the concept of purity/wholesomeness would be to regard everything as sin and nothing as sacred.
Though I think perfection is flawed as a perfect world absent of strife is also absent of the growth that strife/struggle/challenges bring.
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I agree. What I’m angling toward here is that, maybe especially in our circles, “perfection” becomes a cudgel to beat people with less a pursuit of one’s own spiritual elevation. And how on a personal scale, “perfection” can become a watchword for stripping away perfectly valid elements of one’s personality in seeking for some kind of idealised, high-minded stereotype spirituality denying the sensual aspects of it. Asceticism, mortification of the flesh, I don’t see much of a place for it in a post-Christian context.
The hunt is in the chase and the devil is in the details, I always say.
If I always chase perfection, even knowing I’ll never find it – in myself, in the movement, whatever – than its guaranteed I’ll always make strides. When I’d stop growing spiritually is if I’d ever come to a place where I think I know best, and begin holding everyone around me to a narrow gauge of success and eliminating non-compliers.
That kind of over-moralisation, as opposed to seeking middleground, cooperation, syncretism, negotiation, has crippled the movement. For example, if I believe in Odinism, have strong underlying sympathies for Luciferian Gnosticism, Alchemical Spirituality and wish I could go and experience (either by revival or vicariously) a RetvrnTradition that balanced the polarities of masculine/feminine and brought the Great Goddess that reigned from Palæolithic til proto-Semitism and Hellenic quasi-pœdorasty began to infect Rome and then the whole West… If I believe in that admittedly *unorthodox Odinism, and have a friend who is suspicious of Odinism but nevertheless worships the Old Gods, thinks maybe there is something to Icke’s lizard people and buys into the Christian propaganda about serpents, denies that women should have agency in the movement… or maybe my best friend is C.I., etc… I think it’s better to seek the middleground rather than throw away a good friendship and automatically assume person B is a bad actor because his cosmology or intricate political opinions don’t stack up to a clean 💯.
A bit esoteric. Maybe not. But nobody comes here expecting to leave with a handful of fluff & empty calories. Effort-post? More like thikkkpost, amirite? Anyway. Happy Sunday.
*https://spergbox.wordpress.com/2022/01/21/concerted-cosmological-contrivances/ I know that this too is a thikkk effort-post, but feel free to drop a line there if you ever have time or want to. I try not to bite.
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