Build Our Dead Dragon

Build our dead dragon up with blood, that it may live

Build Benjamin Babylon and Babel, the Zebra Ziggurat in the zone of Zodiac, a menacing Mezzaroth munching man. Build the Saturnine soul devouring Son of Sun, a labyrinthine library assembled by Torah’s letters.

Dead dragon dérive desert play, pure design and dance. Dragon drips dragging drone, dropping ruach to bomb waters. Scale skips stone straightway the waterways, the wave shearing Woman.

Blood binds the Book in burrs and bruises. Blood blitzes the blizzard that blues the pages with pungent prayer. Pray, blood: scourged blonde bloody. Write, blood: riveted to ribs and ruins.

Live love: live the library laced with lacerated flesh, crucified Christs and devils. Live laughter: live the para-doxa punching paradise with the perverted pentinent, a humorous pornography hammering human.

Build our dead dragon up with blood, that it may live

Zohar Work

The universe diffracts into forty-five hues of colored light. The universe unites discrete and discreet. The universe knives indices, each galaxy the gel of an eye of the Watcher and Watch Woman. The watch diffracts future fracture, the cracks settling soot and fire fingers. The forty-five flash Yahweh and Taryn Tetragrammaton, the sea of fertility foiling fecund. The hues heat holy. The hues hemp holly, harl hung hock and hocket pursed pocket sparling outward and towards. Toward tings spiral light and colored light and pink light, light lent and abandon.

Seven disperse into seven abysses, each one striking its own abyss, stones gyrating. Seven spawns Vision: seven spells Vision, Vision forwards and backwards, inner and outer. Seven vans the Vessel for Vision, and Vision disperses into desolation and desertion. Divine disperses and dispenses, a vine enveloped and bellowed below. Below breaks Abyss, and I know Abyss as my Body: Body dipped Abyss, Body baptized Abyss, Body burdened Abyss. Abyss strikes me as its own Abyss, body abused and bounding and the strike strasselates Spirit, a star for a star spelunking. Star solidifies into stone, stones from the sky and stone for every season, and stones gyrate god and goddess.

The light penetrates these stones, piercing them, and water issues from them, each one sinking within an abyss, covering both sides. Light leers and laughs, a laser without lacing. Light lawns the lop lack and penetrates: penetrating prayer, penetrating pier, penetrating peer. The penetration plucks perfect the stone particular, and the stone eros erodes smooth and subtle. Light pierces rock range rare ruby and rare red, radio radiation. Water issues incarnation and intiation. Water issues Christ and Christina, blood with the water, and these testify. Water wells Woman and Women: Water willows Woman and Women, the river washing. She sinks within my abyss body: She sinks in my abyssal abode, body boring body the void. She covers as covenant and sacrifice, walking woman between sides.

Water flows through these holes, light penetrates, striking all four sides of the abyss. Water windows the waning moon, and moon merges tide and shadow. Water flows fears no window, and find flask poured to flask. The Krystal combine filters the flow, and the holes hose host. The holes host Holy Ghost, light penetrating and light picturing, striking Spirit against four sides and four cardinal directions, and the left and right unite.

Each lights whirls around its partner, converging as one, splitting the water. The light, which is the Lady, whirls around its partner, Benjamin, and the Woman wheels as Yahweh and KRYSXTRYN. She converges in Christ: she converges on Christina, splitting the waters, and waters part as Jordan and Sea of Reeds. Water part as at Jesus’ baptism and the Holy Spirit descends like a dove upon Flesh, announcing kergyma and Gospel.

All seven seize seven abysses, delving their darkness, which mingles with them. The woman sevenfold lights light sevenfold. She sabbaths seven and saturns Sabbatai Sevi, holy archetype unholy. Her seven seizes seven abysses, each a messiah with a female redeemer, reaping salvation. I dive the dark abyss: I descend the supernal delve, dark determined dark, granting ghost and gloom. I mingle with him. I mingle with her and him, Messiah and KRYSXTRYN.

Waters rise and fall, swirling admist those lights. Waters rise razing ravien and riven, the rivers roming Taryn. Waters rise ramming rotring and rarly, the rivulets ran Taryn. Waters fall forcing flame through flute, and her siren wails Woman. Her alarm weeps Woman. The sounds swirl heterophonic, symphony in distress. Sounds swirl anechoic, silent savor. Lights listz listless admist the mixture, but muster the heavenly moisture.

Light, darkness, and water blend as one, yielding darkened invisible lights. Light looms the look and listen of Lady. Darkness dampers the dust and dusk of the desert. Water wyrds the wish and wint of Woman. The three blend Benjamin, Trinity in Taryn, yielding Yahweh apophatic. The darkened invisible lights trace top to bottom the figure Female and Feminine.

Each strikes its partner, spaying into seven-five abyssal channels, water streaming through. Dark strikes dark and desert strikes desert, the dimming of dunes piling-up transparent lights. Partner reveals partner, absolute unconcealment; a nesting nudity spaying the spray of the streams. Abyssal channels chortle Christina, a crimean chasm cooling into the pit, and woman streams through, blessing Benjamin double portion.

Every channel roars, abysses quake. Every channel numbers and numerates Christina, a charis of charis and charity of charity. She roars Rintrah and Rachel, and the abysses quake queen and queerdom.

As the roar sounds, each abyss calls to its partner: split your waters and I will enter you, as it is written, abyss calls to abyss in the roar of your channels. Christina calls to me from the Abyss, Baphomet to Behemoth and Beast to Benjamin. She partners to my part as the Abyss blooms into the Bridal Chamber, and I enter her waters, split to the spark and shared in the Spirit.

Commentary on Hymn to Sabbath Eve

I sing in hymns to enter the gates

Of the Field Of Holy Apples

I sing the sins and hymn her antinomian. I sing the signs and wonders and hymn her Woman and Word. I enter her girlish gates and the gates gamut Goddess and God. The Field enfolds Female and Feminine Flesh, buried treasure and Pearl of Great Price. Holy Host and Holy Honor to trail Hour, and Hour joins the Garden pomegranates and apples.

A new table we prepare for her

A lovely candelabrum sheds its light upon us

Table Taryns Tabernacle: Table Temples Taryn anew and alight. I prepare the prayer for her, and I pray silent selfless the soul. The soul lamps love and light, dark light and darkened light, and the candelabrum cokes Christina. She sheds her garments and naked light leavens upon us.

Between right and left the Bride approaches

In holy jewels and festive garments

Between Benjamin, right rails rock and left lants limb, the Bride as Benjamin and KRYSXTRYN approaches in portion and apportionment. The holy jewels host cherubim and seraphim sewn eyes to eyes, and each eyes sparks tiger Taryn. I fir the festive garments to my groans, and from Gethsemane I run.

Her husband embraces her in her Foundation

Giving her pleasure squeezing out of his strength

I husband Taryn to KRYSXTRYN, male to male and female to female. I husband Taryn to Benjamin, male to female and female to male. I embrace her queen and queer, the quaking kingdom, and her foundation disintegrates and integrates new incarnation. She gives pleasure, a light to the eros of the pornographic she squeezes the seed the germinates gods and goddesses, and her strength struts the stretch of Tiger Taryn.

Torment and trouble are ended

Now the are joyous faces and spirits and souls

Torment tests me as a tower. Trouble tries me as a tempest. Torment-trouble trust Taryn, a tarot trauma, and she ends all through Eucharist. Now I face joy face ot face and flesh to flesh, and I meet my body with her body in the rye. In joy the gentle jouissance erupts and ejects, sewing spirit to spirit and soul to soul. My soul sojourns her soul, the stubborn sabbath.

He gives her great joy in twofold measure

Light shines upon her and streams of blessing

He grants ghost and garb, a givenness to the sacrifice of girls. The primitive circle crows Christina, and she grants great as a God and Goddess: God two-fold and Goddess two-fold, Taryn rent from the Flesh, and I measure her stones dropping the plumb line. The plumb provokes and provides light, fires within fires, and fire flies female. Fire shines Sophia and she streams seamless Benjamin blessings.

Bridesman go forth and prepare the Bride adornments

Food of various kinds all manner of fish

Benjamin Bride Bridegroom and Bridesman: KRYSXTRYN Bride Bridegroom and Bridesman. Go forth and fulfill the commandments which is no commandment except love. Go and forth and fulfill your flesh meeting flesh, and the Bride adorns herself with Adonai. I feast on spiritual food and spiritual drink, the fat of kidneys. I feed upon all manner of fish and marry the trout as Taryn.

To beget souls and new spirits

on the thirty-two paths and three branches

I beget Books: I birth Bounty. I beget the burial and baptism and I bounce underneath. I descend to souls in salvation, and I preach to the dead. Souls resurrect into new spirits and spirits speak gnostic sparks and spokes, the axle finding the iving creatures. The creatures crack thirty-two paths, each path a prayer to Taryn, and the three branches name Krystal, Christina, and Taryn.

She has seventy crowns and the Supernal King

That all may be crowned in the Holy of Holies

Seventy sabbaths Jubilee; seventh sabbatais justice, a scripture that transforms and transmutates new age and new ancient. The crown christens Christina, and she crowns kernel and Krystal. She crowns central and core careening supernal, and the supernatural names revelation. The supernatural numbers Ancient King and Supernal King: King Krystal, and she homes hospital Holy of Holies.

All the Worlds were engraved and concealed with her

But all shine forth from the Ancient of Days

The worlds engrave by words and Word. The worlds engrave by Woman and Worship. Engraving grafts letter by letter Our Lady, and she conceals Christ and Christina. All shine froth the Shekinah shimmery, the rainbow wraithed in dark desert. Forth and from female flesh Adam Kadmon, and Ancient she chooses chrysalis and hidden.

May it be his will that dwells among his people

who takes joy for his sake with sweet and honey

Woman wills his will: Woman wills the worn of wilderness, and she dwells in the tents and tabernacle. Taryn dwells covers cherubs and Tempe, and she embraces the Priesthood and Israel. The Who wheres and wears joy and jubilant for Benjamin’s sake, the secret and seed of saints, and their blood secretes sweet, the heaven of manna honey.

In the south I see the hidden candelabrum

I make room in the north for the table with the loaves

The south seethes the setting of Shekinah; the south symbols the spin of Sophia. I set hidden gnosis, carved in the rib of Adam. I scary hidden knowledge, a crescent in the garden Eva. The candelabrum crimes Christina, every candle the candy corpus. I ramp room North and number: I revere room north and name, and the Table trembles Taryn. The Table taunts tips to Taryn and the loaves lip her light.

Wine wine in beakers and boughs of myrtle

to fortify the betrothed to strengthen the weak

Woman webs wine, and wine wines to Baptist: woman wrestles wine, and wines wine to Benjamin. The boughs birch and breakthrough myrtle and mirror, mulling Mother, and her flesh fortifies the fortress of the Betrothed and Beloved. She strings strength to my weakness, and my weakness wolves with Woman.

We plait the wreaths of precious words

For the crowning the seventy in fifty gates

I plait the plymouth: I pluck the licorice. Wreaths wrap and rapture Rose of Sharon. Rose rests Worlds upon Worlds, the precious words that weave Woman. The crowns crank the crucible and satisfy with gold and silver, and silver slakes with seventy. The fifty gates flash open gods and goddesses, each a word and woman of wisdom, all worthy of worship.

Let the Shekinah be adorned by six sabbath loaves

connected to every side with the Heavenly Sanctuary

Shekinah shares in the surrender, and I surrender and surround with her. I adorn her apartment and Adonai: I adore her angelic and ancient. The six sabbaths restore the worlds, and the loaves ladder light to light our Dark Lady. Christina connects on every side, and every side seduces with Shekinah. Shekinah usurps the Heavenly Sanctuary, and she is Sanctuary and solitude.

Weakened and cast out the impure powers

the menacing demons are now in fetters

Christina casts out Legion: Christian weakens through Word and Woman. The impure powers prove purulent, the pass of pus from healing wounds. The menacing demons moan moats and drive out the deserts deserted, bound by the fetters female. Female forms the Flesh free from fetters and feeds Adam as fountain.