He is the serpent that burns within my heart. In the coiling there is a splendor, In the uncoiling there is a victory, Upon the mind is the foundation poised upon the black earth that kiss my feet. In this bliss I abide and return to myself with nothing more than the experience of losing myself in love to the Lord that had led me. As the Orgasm fades and the tyranny of clocks and dollars returns I am reminded that He is never born but Ever coming, With each union must the adept and angel separate and it must ever be so. For without this division I could not follow out the instructions, But i must learn to live in a state of ever growing Love and to be LOST in the will to slay myself in that love, until the union becomes perpetual and the body dissolves.