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Red Queen Recitation

RA — KA — LA
RA — KA — LA

RAKALA is the name upon the tongue,
Of all who seek the Venusian Knowledge,
RAKALA reigns,
Red of flesh, capricious and serpentine,
She is the Lubricious One,
Defier of Stretched-Fingers,
RAKALA — the RED QUEEN,
Youngest of those born at the time of Creation,
It is she who ignites the fire of life,
It is she who bore humankind and gave unto it,
The esoteric wisdoms — the forbidden knowledge,
That which drives man to vice.
She is the tempest,
She is the temptress,
And she is that which cannot be confined by the mind,
For she is form and formless,
For she is magnanimous and consuming,
She is dichotomous,
In her singularity,
Defined only by her ineffability,
Yet manifest is she in Desire:
Infatuation,
Addiction,
Greed and Gluttony,
Fear and Anguish,
It is she of blazing banners
Who draws first blood,
For she is feral and refined,
Queen of Love and War,
She is the incitation of atrocity and charity,
She is the Lady of Innumerable Tongues,
Who breeds discord through miscommunication;

RAKALA —

Who is Lust, who is Power,
Who is the most Human of all Divine Appellations,
Come now in your radiant beauty,
Illustrious and confounding,
Red flesh bare,
Recite the Knowledge in unerring splendor,
Subdue yourself so that the Hanged might see the face of God in half its grandeur:
The Forgiving One,
Who is and knows at once temptation,
The one who Rights the Way.

RA — KA — LA
RA — KA — LA

perspicacityatwork:

likeafieldmouse:

“I’m fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.”

Holy fuck

@0rthanc You are not wrong, it’s also written in circles, which I somewhat appreciate. However, I loved the Neoplatonic elements, so I stuck around anyway.

Is it just me, or…?

I think we’ve all been there.