I am ruled by images and stories in my head,

the greatest of pleasure, laced subtle with dread

So to images I appeal,

That my Goddess and my Witch,

Make manifest here real

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"In the province of the mind, what the mind believes to be true, either is true or becomes true within certain limits to be found experientially and experimentally. These limits are further beliefs to be transcended. In the mind there are no limits." ' John Lily

Using the temple and altar constructioned so long ago, true desire, native wit ... i pursue She who knows me from my dreams and has groomed me for her sport and her use. I have run from you in all time and now seek to please you by being one the pleasure mice in your nest ... i will work to clean myself, strengthen myself, focus myself ... all the better to be plucked fatly for your peculiar teachings and higher needs.

(I am afraid that what others find here will be just me seeking my Witch Superma's mouse hole to astral heaven. Another on a similar quest might wish to share ... but I consider that unlikely and probably beside the point ... unless, of course, Suprema wishes otherwise.)

Suprema, My Mistress Witch, i promise that i will soon have pictures of my temple and altar to share and explain things as i go along. I did hear your whispers last night.