...llaw eht no rorrim rorrim
SHE has set the table. Join HER.
tHe gatEs open...Let the Light through...all bOrders are broken....HER bosom awaits....
The young supplicants await the Mother’s Embrace
Father Father hold me tight Father Father burning bright
Hush now, Children and show no fear. The Man in the Moon, he is the engineer.
Glance in my eyes and see the eternal shadows dancing.
Good Bye
It is time to come home.
HE has blessed me with my halo. I am worthy of HIM.
teL MIH raeh uoy MAERCS...
uoy emusnoc ti teL
HIS grace brings me higher. PRAISE the horrors.
We cannot contain HIS shine. HE beckons.
Truly she is blessed, for HE has chosen.
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HIS host is among us. PRAISE
Melt into HER
Willing supplicants, make pilgrimage with the Horned Priest to HER
HER supplicant dons HIS visage
Open up and let the LIGHT inside
I'm going to need a couple of hours alone here fellas.
Women at Adolf Koch's socialist body culture school. 1930s
How many moles on her body?
