* * *
And the jackals knew that a new woman
was in town. How could they not? The snakes dreamed
of the deep well of souls you keep hidden
between your legs. Our home, this wasteland, gleamed
like a song; where each hand-clap was a scream,
every heel-smack … an act of revolt. Eve
never danced the Flamenco; her bloodstream
never ran this lewd. Let the crude fools grieve;
the moon, La Luna, listens to me sing.
I have no Duende, yet still I .. i ..
i .. i .. i, mi corazón, my heart-string.
We dance as outcasts under promised sky.
We are the owners of nights of freedom
from which blooms the blood-blossom orgasm.
(I love this video soooo much! ¡y un coñazo!)
um tarot suja — looking for lilith
16 Saturday Jul 2011
Posted Erotic, Illustration and art, Lilith, tarot
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At some point you just have to shrug your shoulders and let it roll on by. Does it matter that people get it wrong? Of course not, everyone is entitled to their beliefs and if it doesn’t match my own then that is fine too. Only a fascist would get upset over an iconic representation of something that, for all intents and purposes, has no iconic representation. A graven image, I mean. The kind of thing people still get stoned to death for creating in certain parts of the world. That’s the problem with a Mystery — a divine Mystery — there is no way we can wrap our heads around it. By its very definition a Mystery is unknowable — it wouldn’t be a Mystery if we understood it, now would it?
I say all this because I’ve been looking for the Empress of my deck: Lilith. As the blues singer Ida Cox sang, “Wild Women Don’t Have The Blues,” and Lilith was the wildest of them all. The problem is, though, that the representations out there (at least on the Internet) don’t hit home as what I’m looking for. Just google her name and you get 2,440,000 image results; giant tits and bat wings seem to a favorite for a lot of artists. A lot of them look like copies of the freaky She-Devils on the cover of the Lords of Acid’s Voodoo U.
There’s nothing wrong with blood red skin and giant tits and bat wings if you’ve got them, but it resonates with me as much as pictures of a blue eyed, blonde hair Jesus do — maybe that’s what people in Gary, Indiana cream their panties over but it doesn’t do a lot for me.
The things is that there are ancient images of Lilith as how she was thought to have looked way back when. The Babylonians couldn’t get enough of her. There is a famous statue of her with crow feet, surrounded by owls, the messengers of the night. This image, though, while appearing in some 1910 Tarot decks, seems to not have made it into modern times all that much.
And, sort of like how images of Midwest Hippie Jesus make me laugh at the idea that someone from Jerusalem could look so Gringo, if you think about it, there’s no reason that representations of Lilith should have the sharp Germanic features so many artists give her. Rarely do you get to see Lilith look like she’s actually from the Middle East.
If she doesn’t have bat wings, then often she’s portrayed as a satyr: one of the goat-legged fuck-bunnies from Greek mythology. There’s worse ways to spend one’s life than living in the Arcadian forest and fucking anything that moves, I suppose. Still, a satyr is a satyr and while I can imagine that Lilith might have taken her fair share of satyrs to bed (when you’re the Queen of the Night you do have a reputation to uphold), I can’t really see how her goat legs would have gotten left out in her description, being the Mother of a Mixed Multitude, and all.
And finally, there’s the kink. Because Lilith was kicked out of the Garden of Eden for refusing to be submissive to that limp-dick Adam (seriously, if the Missionary Position is the only thing that works for you then perhaps you might want to rethink this whole “Father of Humanity” role a bit) and as a result Lilith has been ascribed every base vice known — from S & M to drag queens to dental dams. Which is why, if you’re making an erotic Tarot deck, having her as the keeper of all wisdom makes sense. Now if only I could find an image of her I agree with. Hmm …
escândalo
07 Saturday May 2011
Posted Erotic, Feminism, Lilith, Poetry, Translation
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Bible-pounding sodomy, escândalo, Lilith, Portuguese, rum, scandal, the lash, translation, wet as a swamp
Eu andei pecando?
Mas o que é rum,
sodomia e do chicote,
se não dons divinos?
Isso coisinha maluca
chamada amor. Eles
vão transformar nossas
vidas num show
de horrores, Lilith.
Eu amo o escândalo.
Eu vejo tua xoxota,
úmido como um pântano.
English:
Have I been sinning? But what is rum, sodomy and the lash, if not divine gifts? This crazy little thing called love. They will turn our lives into a freak show, Lilith. I love the scandal. I see your pussy, wet like a swamp.
dois montes de feno
05 Thursday May 2011
Posted bibical erotica, Erotic, hentai, Lilith, Poetry, Translation
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Adam, divorce, dois montes de feno, kissing, Liliti, Portuguese, seu filho da puta Adam, translation
Um divórcio… tudo
foi fotografado.
Eu mantive a memória
do o sua toque e os negativos.
Você manteve o boot você
chutou mim na cabeça com.
Meu bunda, como
dois montes de feno,
são o sonho do sol.
Eu me sinto como
a última flor antes
da geada, ou o último
beijo de Lilith e
em seu filho da puta
Adam.
In English:
A divorce … everything was photographed. I kept the memory of your touch and the negatives. You kept the boot you kicked me in the head with. My ass, like two haystacks, are dreaming of the sun. I feel like the last flower before the frost or the last kiss of Lilith and her son of a bitch Adam.
sangue de lilith
05 Thursday May 2011
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art, blood, cunnilingus, incest, Lilith, oral sex, Portuguese, pussy, sangue de lilith, sex demon, sister, thirsty, translation
Sangue de Lilith está
em minhas veias.
Os amantes estão com sede.
Como eles beijo no noite,
num gosto doce suor de verão,
minha vício. Essa fonte da juventude
e canção. “Ai, chupe essa boceta
como você deveria fazer.” Essa fonte
da memória e minha boca já tão perto.
E deveríamos. Irmã
lamba essa buceta como um demônia.
In English:
Lilith’s blood is in my veins. The lovers are thirsty. Like them, I kiss in the night, like a sweet summer sweat, my vice. This fountain of youth and song. “Oh, suck that pussy just like you should.” This source of memory and my mouth already so close. And we should. Sister licks that pussy like a demoness.
lilith, mi amor [ii]
20 Wednesday Apr 2011
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E o desejo de obscenidade
no seu mais belo canto
Lilitho cantava o desejo de foder.
Ai, quanto no meu quente sangue
o que o seu canto louvava.
aroma de lilith
18 Monday Apr 2011
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Azúcar de noche.
Una llama.
He de arder,
has de arder.
Noche-almizcle preciso que aletea en la alcoba.
La sabiduría de las diablesas,
aroma de Lilith:
Dulce como la miel.
lilith, mi amor
18 Monday Apr 2011
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I.
ella es oscuro de inocencia. Porque
ella es la mujer serpiente. Porque
ella es conocedora de los secretos.
se mezcla el sabor de las lágrimas.
que mueren besando su imagen en arena
y el viento. El viento y la Dama Oscura
en busca del conocimiento prohibido.
no sufre por poseer
el conocimiento sino
por carecer de él.
II.
Sueño. — Lilith — Sueño.
La sangre de este sueño gotea.
Despierta despierta
hambriento
Me mira y mi deseo
desde la almohada
y mi sueño diablesa de rojo
vuelve al cielo.
III.
y jauría de deseos
carnívoras y los coños
de los diablesas
era el amor.
se asustaban de verme,
que se erizaban de amor
todas las dioses.
El amor era una fiera desnuda:
Lilith creía que de ella coño
dientes tiene. Quién
no le tuvo miedo a eso?
tu lengua en mi coño.
Dije: claro que sí,
no tengo miedo.
IV.
Nem nas exílio, aposto.
Mas um diablesa como tu,
Lilith, todo nu, gosto.
Daqui estou vendo
o menstruação sangue
que escorre do corpo andrógino
e eu gosto andrógino órgãos.
Ajudavamo-nos mutuamente, como diz o poeta:
ela era o corpo, naturalmente.
Nós com certeza, não arrepender-se,
Apenas gosto.