bebuns babeliais babam bobagens DIA DA PENHADizem que se chamava Nossa Senhora dos Prazeres a senhora que virouNossa Senhora da Penha. Mudanca que nao escapa a minha leitura, para algunsmaliciosa: uma certa penha sagrada, tambem chamada monte santo e outros titulosassemelhados, que aparece em numerosas passagens biblicas, efetivamente e umlugar de prazeres, alegrias, delicias indescritiveis. Alias, o proprio paraisoe considerado um lugar alto, elevado, onde se situa o jardim das delicias -- ojardim do eden.Suspiro pelo dia em que onosso povo deixe de venerar a tal Nossa Senhora da Penha, mera abstracaoalegorica, e passe a venerar a penha de Nossa Senhora, ou melhor, a penha decada senhora, e o rochedo de Nosso Senhor, de cada senhor. Quanto a mim, souapaixonado adorador de minha propria rocha viva e de todos os montessemoventes. Textimumunhas de Jeowalda EUCARISTIAaqui eis meu corpus : comei-o MENSAGEM ENCONTRADA EM MARTEMARTEERATERRAE AARTEATRAERRAE ARATAMATAAR EMAR EMMARTE TRES MAES E UM SO PAI TRANSLATIONSFURIOUS GODI held out my generous handsto as many as I was allowed toand said: I am God.However, who believed it?I was humiliated,scorned: faggot God?I was denied and fought against.In my paralysed love,I closed my lips and ears.Until the repressed lovebecame loose hate.Rip heavens and hells,oh moans and criesof resentful love.Screw as many asthose who have denied my love.Break out tormentsin petrified hearts.I want to be lovedI want to be lovedI want to be loved&OH BLESSED HANDSOh blessed hands, that probethe twin hills;sacred phalanges, that amusein the serpents den.Nations of the entire world,heres my song:it is time for rejoicing, for playingon the holy mountain.&ENCHANTMENTOh serpentecostal Godwho inhabitates the twin hills,and made my assholethe throne of your kingdom,holy, holy, holy spiritwho, in love, forge us,lick me with your tongues,kindle your fire on me,give me the grace of the frenzyof the delights you keepin the paradise of the body.&I ENTER INI enter in theden of the scorpion.I am the husband of the virginand the pair of the barren mother. mother of seven children.I play in the cave of the dragonand in the serpentine oven I stick my hand.Proximal, middle and distal phalanges,servants of the Lord of the Armies.&OF THE MUTATIONSIf you are really sincere, you shall movethe Heaven, the Earth and the deities.If maps dont show your routein these waters, appeal to the inner star.Dissipate from your chest and foreheadthe desire to love that oppresses you.Never in the soil of disdain sowthis semen, but wait for your time.The tiger awaits the prey stillignorant to acclaim the noble hunger.Thirst will end up finding the springand you shall share your prodigies.The humbler your boat is,the farther youll go, even against the tide.&&&Poems by Brazilian poet Waldo Motta, translated by Flavia Wanzeller Kunsch OS SEXOS DE DEUSTive uma revelacao, certa vez, que ate hoje nao consigo discernir se foi em estado de sono ou vigilia. Nela, ouvi uma voz me dizer que Deus e dois que e um. Em seguida, olhei para o chao, e nele vi escritas tres letras do alfabeto hebraico, YHW, que estao presentes no famigerado nome de Deus, YHWH, onde a letra H aparece duplicada.Qual a razao de esta