Erotic Poems from 2020 & the Return of the Divine Feminine

June 19, 2020:

FROM THE ARCHIVES OF THE DIVINE MASCULINE

I am solid. I am spacious. I am stillness. I am silence.

I am loving. I am gentle. I am passion. I am courage.

I am here. I am with you. I am for you. I adore you.

I am ready. I am steady. I am able. I am stable.

I am clear. I am honest. I am simple. I am humble.

I am godly. I am royal. I am power. I am shelter.

I am present. I can see you. I can hear you. I can feel you.

I want to know you. I want to taste you. I want to fill you.

I want to free you.

I AM HE.

— by Zvi Ish-Shalom

June 16, 2020

THE GODDESS IS COMING

The goddess is coming, and there is nowhere left to hide.

The goddess is coming, and all that is false will die.

The tectonic plates are shifting, the earth is quaking. The emerging reality maps are becoming visible through the smoke rising from the groundlessness beneath us. The stale, distorted masculine-driven modes of doing, of fixing, of controlling, of judging, of gripping, of rejecting, all of these are being cremated deep inside the goddess’ fiery cunt of terrifying love.

In the deep cosmic underbelly of humanity, the ovens of the divine feminine are cooking up the exact food that we need to eat in order to vomit out the twisted programs that we have swallowed. Her medicine will expose every single lie, every single wound, every single turn of our gaze away from the preciousness of life, from the holiness of our bodies, from the pleasure of our sex.

The virus, the fires, the white knee crushing the black neck, the plague of hypocrisy that exposes all those who enthusiastically walk around with every kind of mask but the one that will protect the precious life of other. The feminine flame will reveal all that is hidden in the shadows of our dismembered bodies.

The goddess is life, and she is death. She is pain, and she is pleasure. She is love, and she is terror. She is light, and she is darkness. She is personal, and she is cosmic. She is the All, and the All is She.

She softly and fiercely meets all of our wounds, all of our brokenness, all of our distortions, all of our fantasies, all of our passion. She oozes through all of the cracks that bind us together. And She will saturate us with her total acceptance and radical love until we crumble and dissolve into the pulsing river of her wet pleasure.

The machinery of suppression is expiring, the means of control are weakening. The culture of white death that has dismembered us of body and soul is losing its grip. The deep feminine is dripping its terrifying blessings upon us despite the hardened, deadened cock that tries to block its way. The deep black heart is beating its powerful red blood through the veins of the earth despite the hard, white knee that won’t get off its neck.

The goddess is coming, and there is nowhere left to hide.

The goddess is coming, and all that is false will die.

—by Zvi Ish-Shalom

June 9, 2020

the scripts are flipping, the polarities are inverting. the virus, the protests, whatever is coming, it’s all part of the nondimensional rewiring of the binary codes of human perception. the blessing is the curse and the curse is the blessing.

it’s time to drop into the indestructible core of our being, into the placeless place where the virulent forces have no grip. drop all stories, all dreams, and allow the crystal waters to rise from below, flooding us all in the empty light of radical innocence, and the birth of a new humanity.

May 30, 2020

George Floyd's last words: "Momma, I'm through".

In my posts over the past month I have been pointing to COVID-19 as an expression of our deep disconnect from the divine feminine and how this time period is calling us to urgently "wake down" into the wisdom of our deep inner womb, into the unconditional love and power of our earthly and cosmic divine mother, with her fiercely radical embrace of all life.

This past week this call from the living universe has become even more intense, as the chasm between humanity and our source in the compassionate womb of life has once again revealed itself in the heartless murder of George Floyd.

George Floyd's last words, a heartbreaking call to the Mother, represents yet another deep cry from the belly of the universe for an end to the paradigm of the distorted and disembodied masculine, and the birth of a new era of human experience marked by a more conscious connection to our embodied heart and the living feminine wisdom of our pulsating presence-body and its inner wellspring of compassion for all life.

"Momma, I'm through."

If we don't wake the fuck down then we are all seriously fucked.

May 12, 2020

your goddess wants all of you,

she wants it really bad,

she wants to be filled up with you,

with all your parts, unclad.

your goddess fears not the truth,

she wants it deep inside,

she wants to feel all of you,

dripping down her thighs.

when you enter her aching core

with your throbbing flesh of light,

don’t forget to bring to her

the darkness of your night.

don’t forget the parts of you

you want to leave behind,

all your scars and bleeding wounds

from a childhood, unkind.

all your split-off lonely parts

longing for repair,

all your beaten broken parts

sunken in despair.

all of you will perish

inside the temple of her love,

all of you will be reborn

when all of you is gone.

your goddess is not like you,

she wants all of you inside,

inside her fleshy beating heart

inside her womb, sublime.

all of you will perish

inside the temple of her love,

all of you will be reborn

when all of you is gone.

- by Zvi Ish-Shalom

May 8, 2020

Guys, your goddess doesn’t just want a thrusting cock. She wants every cell of your royal body, every molecule of your powerful spirit, every atom of your divine soul to claim her, fill her, and melt her into oblivion, so that her sacred feminine waters can rise up from her mysterious depths and ooze through her pores, pulsing divine creative energy through her heart, and moisturizing you and your entire world with new life.

Worshiping your goddess with the loving totality of your being, with the attuned and refined vibration of your entire body-soul, is probably the best investment you can ever make.

-by Zvi Ish-Shalom