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and eaten the fungoid flesh of a dying God. I have inhaled the Delphic fumes and seen black visions beyond description. I have sat beneath the Bodhi-tree, pondering the Illusion of Self, and danced a dirvish to get closer to Allah. I have sung the Song of Creation, bringing life to a Five-Point Star, and worshipped naked beneath the light of a pregnant moon. I have watched as sweating angels fucked upon an altar of stone, and laughed at Coyote's mischevous pranks. I have accepted the Spear of Destiny from the Silver Lady, and warn the Antler-Mask of Power. I have carried the Savior's Cross to the foot of Golgotha, and called out my name from the Mount of Gods. But if I do not love, then what good are these things?
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