Ach, Hector, unser freundlicher Neandertaler.” – Helen Hamilton
A religion without a goddess is halfway to atheism.
A goddess of dawnscooted under a zing of barbed wireto witness your birth.
Oh! Dione of Opalescent Skin Ethereal. Your oospheric containment disperses argentous streams of velvety rays that cradle recesses of soul in gossamer of beatific visions.La Luna! Your enigmatic smile. Your watery countenance stirs the imagination...
Those items your woman is looking at are a gift from the goddess, you oaf!
I am not sure the God exists; but I have no doubt of the Goddess existence.
I believe in the goddess of mystery. And she’s always pregnant!
We are not on this planet to ask forgiveness of our deities
Don’t pass along the beliefs and actions you disapprove of to your children. Loving-kindness is potent even when displayed during the so-called mundane tasks of daily existence. It’s so potent that if everyone could get...