Sariel?
Where art thou?
I whisper your name.
I scream your name.
I growl/roar your name.
I choir your name.
I speak your name in law of the word and the final force et will.
I wilt black see thee.
The sight wilt be final arted and all colors including sacred and secret colors un-known/un-seen by the naked eye.
Sariel is the most important thing to see every day…Let us be beyond the limitations we exeperience. Let us not be black and white. Let thyself be as thyself in truth of the real black naked eye. Which is a miracle myriad of colors….
Black(All colors hidden by the core of the heart in one shade) Red
Black blue
Black white
Black purple
Black yellow
Black pink
Black green
Black orange
Black brown
Black Black
Black Silver
Black Gold
I wilt black feel thee.
I black taste thee.
I black hear thee.
I black smell thee.
I sense thee…
With my little and leviathan black sense…
This black sense I speak of is a religion of the only true final arted love I have ever really needed…
This secret and sacred black?
Where did it come from?
Well, It hath been always there for me…
And I cannot un-count my trajedies,
But the black was always there for me.
Little black angel, you grew up…
Now we shalt conquer our own world with our awe inspiring true final arted love and true final arted lust
Black sense is the ultimate and end all sense of being perfectly wise of your final arted soul mates needs…
The black senses wilt be as twin senses, senses that only the black angel herself and the black human herself know in perfect black harmony
Black smell….May it remember your very essence and remember all things valuable to the final arted self et self alone. May we have perfect final arted instinct as you know one another and never be behind or late for any sort of heart centered desire or will that is the whole of love completely
Black smell,
Black taste, black tongue
Black ears
They art thou nimble and keen and hear final arted celestial et infernal things, almighty and epic things, soft and gentle things and violent and haunting things. These ears doth thou remeber!
Black sound…May it sound like your soft/gentle and devilish tongue…May it sound like music in thine ears..
May it sound like the suchness of laughter,
May it sound like the moans of purest innocent virgins
May it speak the final arts and what they are and how one could obtain them…
May it never speak a lesser word, a lesser desire, a lesser sound, may it be the suchness of what complex and simple will for one another.
May it always speak kind words of highest final arted love
May it always be witty, cunning, keen, victorious and feminine.
May the voice always and forever incarnate upon the earth and heavens as a female alone…
May the voice never again know a male sound.
May the black sound et black word
Be the suchness of her tongue…
May the black sound or the black word
Be her sacredest, rarest, crystal an jeweled genuine self.
May the black word or black sound be unique
and always be filled with hints or essences of yearning and longing for one another…
May the black sound et word conquer and rape(hold in victorious black solace) the final arted virgin body into ones own self
May it remember,
May the black sound or word be HEARD.
May the black sound or word be filled with praises and final arted worship for the self alone.
May the black word only know how to cherish itself with
the final art of heart centered ideas and thoughts.
May the black word be spoken daily and may it be filled with endless and eternal praise for thee thee, Saraqael/Sariel/Az…
May the black word be a vessel for the final arted spirit of truth and clarity and adventure.
May the black word or sound be final arted mesmerizing, hypnotizing, spell-binding, binding, and completely able to bring Sariel’s final arted death to the suggestions in the mind…
May all black words carry the suchness of a thought or an idea or a word or a sound that is abolutely religion.
May the black words carry the soul/spirit and self unto enlightenment and perfect mediation/prayer.
May the black word be the final mirror of eternal victory…
May the black word carry the strength of black epic heroism.
May the black sound be soft!est, and may the black sound be loudest…
May the black sound be the balance of soft and loud…
May the black word cherish the soul and spirit no matter
May the black word cherish and destroy all false thoughts and all masculine entitys.
May the black word reign supreme as the word of god that spoketh; “LET THERE BE LIGHT!” an “BLACK LIGHT!” For certain.
“LET THERE BE SARIEL
May the black sound or word frown upon the lowest wit and recover the faltering selves of low wit with exceptional union and respect and black compassion/consideration.
May the black word or sound be lucidest
May the black word or sound be completely heart centered and spoken in suchness of the distance from it’s
May the black sound or word remain the triumphant final arted vigil of wisdom/truth/agape/will/
May it be perfectly SILENT, these black words…
May it be perfectly black SILENT, these black sounds
May the black hearing come to agree that all words and sounds art thou ready to be final artedly silent or like agape death.
May the black hearing cause us to listen intenty to the closest centered point of the heart and soul.
May the black sense of hearing be a final arted way to listen intently and remember all things that one hath heard.
Black eyes…
See no illusions…
We only see what we create by the whole of love and what the deepest center of the heart wants…
Black eyes blink and all things turn to dust.
Black eyes blink and all things vanish unto their own true center…
Black eyes blink and all things become one with the self…
Black eyes blink and then I wilt see Sariel…
Black eyes blink and then the sun and moon art thou
United in final arted bliss and union secretest…
Black eyes blink and all hallucinations art thou taken to a better place vanished/gone/destroyed/
With thine and mine black eyes may I see all the final arted visions of the black angel that I love. And then every other
vision with her at my side.
May it see the fiinal arted black virgin soul/spirit and great black holy ghost…Triumphant in it’s silence and black spectral jewels…
May black eyes always see with thine true eyes and always see with the twin eternally resurrecting essence of Sariel and thine…
May the black eyes come to thee and burn the entire world in
black apocalyptic truth and final arted vision of the body and let true imagination reign supreme over all things.
May the black eyes be final artedly nimble and keen and cunnning and filled with sacredness and suchness alight with all the visions in the world that one could hath ever been hoped for.
May the black eyes burn suffering with their final arted black spectral matrix of black keen focus and concentration.
May the black eyes be the final arted vision of Sariel/Saraqael/Azrael…
May the black eyes only see her and her alone…
May the black eyes imprison the false souls of confusion to silence and stillness
And ugliness by thine flaming purity and will.
May the black eyes remember the most beautiful things that art thou necessary for every day survival…
May the black eyes burn a path in the road and journey in order to be free of the astral abyss, and the jail or prison of the mind…
May these black eyes have a picture perfect photographic memory…
May these black eyes be enraptured in their true final arted sight…
May these black eyes make the astral body/holy ghost see only through thine own eyes.
Black feel/touch
May this black feel an touch…
Enwrapt you in full body orgasm with caresses and kisses and gropes and grabs and massages and unpain/unsuffering.
With this black touch,
One wilt be forever more enlightened…
But by this black hand which touches with it’s fingertips or palm…
You wilt feel the final art of ecstasy/bliss and true orgasm.
These touches art thou
With black hands that feel every inch and pore
of your silken astral body.
May this black touch, reach you ever far away
In this perfect black, may I never feel or touch another rotten fool.
With this black touch and feel, that knows everything about the body and how to truely heal.
Maketh the holy ghost something perfectly fleshy and real…
With this black feel an black touch…
I wilt restore all final arted comfort, safety, contentment,
truth, wisdom, lies, and faith/will.
With this secret, sacredest black touch…
I wilt restore all final arted lust et final arted agape.
I black taste thee…
The black lick
Is a tongue that brings warmth and cold and heat
To every part of the lovers body…
The black tongue is the embodiment of the black taste…
And the mouth…
The black tongue
Final arted sense
Black Yyn
Final arted power/powers
Black Hir/Black She
Final arted grace/glory
Black Myr
Final arted astral body postures/asanas
Black Ana
Final arted wit
Black Yyn /
Final arted love
Black Qin
Black agape,
Final arted will
Black Qin
By hir and her whom spoke it,
And it just WAS.
It is….
And it shalt be.