Poem: The Sacred Whore


Forgive me, father,

For I have not yet sinned,

As much as I should

And it’s about bloody time

I started

I may look serene

A placid expression on my face

As I appear to cogitate

On the mysteries of existence;

But all I’m really doing

Is thinking about women

The single obsessive worship

That grips my every expression

That’s not to say

I’m thinking about sex

As I find sex hard to distinguish

From the every waking moment

Of thrusting my cock

Into the sacred cunt of experience

Delighting in the burning friction

Of existence and non-existence

Savagely fucking one another

I think of The Great Goddess

The Wisdom Dakinis

The Prajnaparamita

The Ground of All Being

And every part of me salivates

Secreting love and lust

Into your forbidden channels

You might think I’m a whore

Draping my tits over you all

But I’m just giving you what I want

So take it while you can

You might object

To my maniacal promiscuity

And criticize me for

All my One Night Stands

But our every moment

Is a one night stand

An experience you’ll fuck

And then never see again

All piled up like corpses

In your memory’s skeletonian closet

Your sacred whoredom

Is always thirsting

For more being

For more thisness

For more of

The insatiable spell

That makes us want to be at all

You may spit upon me

But I’ll only enjoy it

So tickle by ribs

And then my fanny

And we’ll see

How long it takes

For my love to detonate




Tao Te Ching Teachings: Ceaseless Thread


“Lingering forever like a ceaseless thread of silk

Draw upon her endlessness effortlessly”

Once the barrier we set up between ourselves and infinity is broken down, then the passageway of The Mysterious Female opens up. An infinite source of energy, it can be used to achieve anything. But make sure your intentions are good, and governed by integrity, otherwise that passageway will be closed to you soon enough.

Lao Tzu tells us that if we want to reach The Mysterious Female, we must have mastered inner effortlessness. I specify inner effortlessness to avoid confusion. A Taoist works hard in all his aims, but because he is at peace within, he does not get attached to them. He takes as long as he needs to take to do things, neither rushing, nor slacking, stopping when finished, so as not to overdo it. It is like picking up gossamer, or the subtle silk of a spider’s web; if you are anything less than gentle, you will break it. You have to touch it as though you were touching nothing at all.

It is the same with emptiness. If you want emptiness, and the peaceful power is conveys, you cannot aggressively force it come to you – that will only repel it further and further. Make yourself as gentle and receptive as diaphanous gossamer, and she will come to you naturally. Of course, being omnipresent and immanent, she hasn’t come to you at all. It is only that your new state of receptive awareness has enabled you to perceive it.

What you perceive, you welcome

What you ignore, you lose

You do not need to be a Taoist to appreciate the magnificence of the supreme female, for she manifests herself everywhere as Isis, Durga, Lakshmi, Sophia, Shekkinah, Mary, Spider Grandmother, and countless other goddesses that serve as avatars for the unrepresentable, unknowable, unimaginable Mysterious Female. There is a reason she is called mysterious, because no one can ever fathom her. Know that she is unknowable, and she will let you know everything about her.

POEM: The Ecstasy of Truth

white tara


When I chant you name

All beings in all realms

Are greatly pleased

The green energy of the earth

Rises up to engulf me

And the Isis of long ago

Becomes very present indeed

My womb opens up

As a heavenly lotus

Dispersing rainbow pollen

To all and sundry

I dance in the streets of India

My see-through sarong

Exposing my verdant limbs

My vagina is the flower

That all beings like to kiss

Thorns cannot be found here anymore

In the ecstatic dance of truth

Astral Travel: Transformation and The Divine Feminine


Waking up still feeling feverish, I decided I would spend several hours chanting Medicine Buddha’s mantra to stimulate my healing powers within. At the beginning of the meditation I just decided to passively chant the mantra, allowing visions to naturally arise as they pleased. Many of them were of Shiva and Shakti; of wandering across vast desert planes on foreign planets. Sitting in a mountain cave, covered by a waterfall, looking across an infinitely vast chasm, filled with clouds, space, and moisture. Once again, there was imagery relating to the Native Americans.

I focused on my Shakti, on my Divine Feminine, and tuned into the female body that exists within my male body, becoming aware of my breasts, my womb, my vagina, and the different sensation in terms of energetic vibrations. I focused Shiva-lingam energy onto the pearl of my clitoris, and felt waves of high-vibrating pleasure ascending up through my body. It’s no wonder women enjoy sex more than men – the pleasure is much more intense, yet also much more grounded and consistent. It does not peak quickly then wane, as with men, but endures evenly, capable of being prolonged inexhaustibly for those who know the techniques.

Being earthly, women are naturally more grounded than men. Their tranquillity and serenity is far deeper than could ever be fathomed. This is why men have subjugated women for so long – because they are afraid and jealous of their closer connection to the earth, and the inexhaustible supply of magic and energy that gives them access to – pure Shakti energy. Thus, women have been demeaned and separated from the Earth as much as possible. This is also why the current powers that be strive to artificialize women as much as possible, exploiting their insecurities, and brainwashing them into being obsessed with appearances, make-up, security, and a whole of host of frivolous poisons that detract and separate them from the all-powerful divine mother whom they embody. To all women who read this, may you be liberated from the shackles of such attachments, and return joyously to nature, as the divine sorceresses you are.

Once we get to the astral projection portion of my meditation, the use of words becomes far more unsatisfactory. For those who’ve never performed astral projection before, it creates a divided, yet unified sense of experience. Though you’re still conscious of your body sat immobile as you meditate, you will also feel the cosmic sensations of your etheric body as you project it through different dimensions. There is a mind-split involved here, which may feel uncomfortable at first. But, the more you become accustomed to maintaining trance, and the practice of using separate senses simultaneously – in this instance, internal chanting and visualization – then the more that split feels natural and unified. You even become aware, during your waking life, that such splits are occurring all the time, and that your various thought bodies are often off wandering in other places and dimensions, whilst your physical body is engrossed in its own activities.

The longer you maintain awareness and control over your etheric body, the more solid and crystallized your etheric body feels. As with anything, the experience becomes much more stable and expansive the more you practice it. In fact, making your etheric body dwell in a single spot, as though meditating, and imagining it crystallizing, as though into a golden statue, is one of the best ways of further reifying it.

I visited an amazing crystal castle in space, which had a very robust healing energy to it, especially if one stood in the central room, below the elevated spire. The crystal was all a sort of light-bluey quartz color. It made me think about King Ludwig II of Bavaria, and made me wonder whether it was memory of such places that impelled him to build his incredible, fairy-tale castles.

One of the most liberating and exciting thing about the etheric body, is that it can take on any form you direct it to. The initial form I usually take on is that of a Buddha, bodhisattva, or god with whom I have a strong relationship. The Buddha body is usually an ideal one, because it is very easy to drive, and one can use the energetic powers of his top-knot and third eye to illuminate all sorts of fascinating realms and worlds. But, all forms are capable of taking on any kind of amazing transformations at the drop of a thought.

One of the interesting experiences for me this time round is that, not only can we take on the forms of animals and beings, but also of vehicles, planets, buildings, boats, and houses – or just be formless and empty, like the vapours of space. It is very fun to experiment with these different bodies, the alchemical actions that occur as a result, as well as the knowledge one acquires through experimenting with different incarnations.

Most exciting of all is realizing that you can transform the etheric body to be many things at once, manifesting yourself as a whole plethora of beings and things. I even experienced creating a hole world, and manifesting individually – yet multifariously – as every being and thing on it. I imagined separating myself into an infinite multitude of bodhisattvas, who I could spread in all directions, to all possible worlds, to liberate as many living being as possible.

Of course, at this level, I realized that all beings are essentially ephemeral creations thought momentarily into existence by the universal mind, and that, as The Diamond Sutra says, there are really no beings to save. Though, of course, until all beings realize that, I still have a lot of work to do!

Learning to be formless and all-embracing is definitely a skill I would recommend all beings to master

Meditation Diary: Lord Shiva’s Mantra


As I have been trying to perfect the full-lotus seated meditation position, I thought that it would only be proper to invoke Lord Shiva’s assistance, as he is the Lord of Yoga and Tantra. Praying for liberation from the gateways of the senses, I renounced my body, my life, my being, and offered it up as a sacrifice to The Way.

As soon as I called Lord Shiva, I saw an enormous eye flicker inside. So, instead of chanting the Tao Te Ching, which is my normal morning meditation, I decided to solely chant Shiva’s mantra – OM NAMAH SHIVAYA – which is something I have never done in meditation before.

An extremely liberating and tranquil meditation, I had many visions of Lord Shiva, entwined in courtship with a divine consort, the latter’s black hair blazing with fire. I reflected on the necessity for union between The Divine Masculine and The Divine Feminine, and prayed for this sacred balance to be actualized supremely within all beings.

I saw floating spaceports, as well as the cows of light extolled in The Vedas. I saw a tranquil blue planet completely submerged by vast oceans of liquid peace, and Shiva floating serenely over its surface, as well as moments of spiritual eroticism that I shall not narrate here.

When I came out of the trance, I felt lighter, and observed that my face appeared to be much younger and gentler. When I saw my mother, I observed the same youthfulness in her face, and felt blissfully detached, and better able to fully immerse myself in the bliss of reality as a result.

I look forward to deepening my relationship with this mantra, and hope that many of you reading this will also be inspired to chant it as a result.