21 aug. 2019

The Black Skin of Kālarātri


Kali slit the throat of every bandit,
   gorged on their open necks
    and drank every drop of the blood-pour out therefrom
    then she spoke,
   and with a sharp tongue of razors:

  “i am
beloved Kālarātri, worshipped, adored.
   the black eternal night,
     the face of the feminine terrible,
   and i am beauty itself
       in its utmost quantum essence…
for there is a silver lining to every murder,
the sun smiles with every act of terrorism,
there is a sexy quality to mastery and slavery
and there is a sense of revolting beauty in every form of rape
              and i am this beauty,
                     i am this quality,
              and i am this silver lining.”

       Seventh mighty Destructress of the Navadurga;
        abominable black night-wraith of dissolution.
        Saturn’s fanged seductress with her head-garlands,
        and a multitude cobra-snake serve her!
       sharp teeth, great fangs; pretty, soft nose;
       eyes of vermilion blood and a dark-blue ocean;
        beautiful ear-rings and golden embellishments…
        death’s gaze, swords as nails of the finger
      and the crescent vajra of time, death and time
            gleaming raised
            above her head,
            reflecting in the sun…

        the black skin of Kālarātri is always sticky
         with the blood-clots of strangled harlots
          and the rotten and empty ejaculations  
           of abandoned and failed gods.

                Kālarātri
                     Kālarātri
                          Kālarātri…
                          Just fuck me to death, will you?
                             I want to dissolve in your vaginal sap.

14 aug. 2019

The Devil & the Christians

is it not so that if the devil punishes the wicked in hell, Christians ought to worship the devil? Or are they not the flag-bearers of justice and personal responsibility they appear to be?

yes, i think this is the very fundamental metaphysical problem with Christianity: the absolute and persistent refusal to accept the dark as something part of the Divine.

and this categorical and axiomatic rejection
of the Devil-principle as a holy principle
 is not a rejection i can theologically respect or accept―
    not even in the slightest.

is it not so, that if the devil comes to torment
  the rapists of nuns and the stranglers of children,
     then he too ought to be a part of God’s sacred design?

  a peace-worshipping religion is no religion at all.




12 aug. 2019

WNL 3

I am not sure how far I am going to push things, but atleast I project that some passages of morally disgusting humiliation and malevolence parallelled only by the human history will come about, as we move through and further probe this text (a text that should probably just be burned, in accord, really, with all cosmic and evolutionary sense – for I am a true enemy and a poisoner of mankind; a corruptor, and I am possessed by imps and devils and they tear me to bits and pieces). Angst, malevolence, beauty, love, God: I aim to capture the essence of its phenomena to the best of my writing abilities. I challenge myself on this task, I break myself asunder bit by bit in pursuit of its completion; I lower my fangs of vampirism into the blotted neck of my own empathies and I tear my flesh, break my skin; I vandalize my own barricades of morality... I aim to leave few stones unturned and I shall attack myself where I know it hurts the most, because I am a terrorist of literature and of art – not a creator, purveyor, or maintainer of it. I am an enthusiast of it, not a philanthropist of it.