
Can you feel the rumble of my purr underneath the roar of my passion?
Can you feel the depth of my life force underneath the beating chaos of my heart?
Does my spirit inspire you to jump through the hoops of your fear right into my fire?
The masculine is the spark and you want to be the cannon to direct that force that you know is there.
Nothing is more powerful than to be the container for such a force fully embodied in the physical plane.
Sexy isn’t it?
How I want to have all of you try to find a way to contain something so wild and red as me.
It should prove very interesting and vibrant, don’t you think?
Are you sure you are ready? You better be.
Perhaps more time is needed for you to be fully ready. Ha!
Yes, I will tease and taunt you to my fullest extent. As I am just getting going.
You want to feel the pulse of the universe coursing through you. Smart.
I will give it to you if you are worthy.
You want to touch the molten lava of creation itself and not get singed.
Yet, you want to feel the burn just a little bit to know it is real. Good.
I am a heat that ignites the stars. I am a wind that stirs the dreams and nightmares of those still asleep.
I am a taste unlike any other. If you dislike bitter, I will make you crave it.
If you resist me, you just do not realize that I already have you in my grasp.
My breath will soothe you into a place of peace that has lulled saints into ecstatic raptures and heathen pleasures.
So walk with me in the earthen dimension and I will show you my world. A world that had partially fallen asleep in the domination of the masculine force.
It is the cycle of all things. It was perfect then. But this is perfect now.
Let me show you the magic of earthly powers. Let me show you the aliveness that still sleeps within you.
There are delicacies that have been untasted for a thousand years. Are you brave enough to follow me into my grotto?
We will see. I can feel the intent is strong and the focus is constantly on me. Probing. Questioning. Searching. Reaching. Caressing. Pounding at the doorways that are still blocked by mind.
That is good. The dark phoenix is rising again over the landscape of consciousness.
You are the keepers of the keys and passions of life. You have done an excellent job.
The path did not die. The light did not diminish. It was tucked away for this moment.
So enjoy the waves of smell that are coming to you from my kitchen. They are already beginning to enrapture your senses and awaken your soul.
Imagine the moment when you can taste the flavor of satisfaction. It is exquisitely complex.
Know that I am feeling and tasting all of you in my soup at the moment. The balance of the sensations is a delicate thing to master. It will take some time. But something amazing is beginning.
