Roscoe Forthright. GRIMOIRE

GRIMOIRE. BOOK 2. PART 1.

No person has an easy time going back to their normal, predictable ways of life after talking with a 5000-yr.-old archangel especially when the archangel is the trumpet-player, Gabriel (known to his jazz-playing friends as, Gaby Silverhorn.) Roscoe Forthright returned from Canada to his home in Washington State, without mentioning his conversation with Gabriel to Amber Riverwood, nor the other witches of her coven. Even with his lovers, his closest friends: Amber, Gina, Rosalee, and Bea, Roscoe was too stunned to know what to say. There is no calm, reasonable, believable, credible way to speak about Gabriel without any supporting evidence. There exists nothing except the experience as he remembers it. The Celestial Trumpet-Player did not record any tunes for him to play for anyone . And , the narrative as it exists , would get him locked -up in m ost places ! He met an elderly Canadian Aboriginal , who talk e d about his wor k as an Archangel , then disappeared into a scrying pool , and waved to Roscoe as he walked off with his camel in ancient Egypt . Who would believe that tall tale !? Truly , the whole thing is too far from both Christian and Aboriginal beliefs to hold any water at all . Even his lovely pagan witches dancing naked in moonlight and evoking the Horned God , would rolled their eyes to Heaven , thinking the old guy has at last lost his few remaining marbles . Roscoe also questions the motivation of a Christian, Muslim and Jewish archangel. What business does he have showing up in the forests of British Columbia. Is he really the same guy Aboriginals call, Raven. Not likely! Roscoe knows his girls would not laugh at him. They are too polite for that. He knows Amber would smile and say, “What have you been smoking, my love?” In this, Roscoe now knows what anyone seeing a UFO must feel like, trying to explain it, or even describe the event to other people . Roscoe was not at all inclined to talk about it , at least not for awhile .

Former President , Jimmy Carter saw a UFO a few months before he became Governor of Georgia . At first he talked openly about it . He saw it with a group of other people , and shared that unexplainable experience with those people . But later , especially when he was President his handlers advised him no to mention it at all . No President of a major or minor nation wants to be viewed as a cuckoo , looney -tune cracked pot. Public opinion matters to most people . Of course , Roscoe has no reputation to protect . In fact , being a looney -tune cracked pot would be a selling -point for his porn videos ! What concerns Roscoe most is building a reliable, coherent, accurate view of reality. He really wants to know what the Truth is, about all aspects of his life. Meeting a Heavenly Archangel sends anyone's previous view of reality into a tail-spin. Even a cheerful , loud Bible-Thumper would not have steady nerves after such an experience. The Biblical Gabriel does not look or sound much like the Gabriel Roscoe met.

The Bible does not mention Archangels going on vacation for a decade or two , going to New Orleans to play jazz. Even Mormons do not include anything like that in their Scriptures. Mormons say he is Noah, builder of the Ark. There were no vacations to New Orleans , or anywhere else for that Noah, too many mouths to feed . All those critters to look after . How does an archangel of Mideastern religions show up in an Aboriginal culture halfway around the planet ? Who exactly is in charge of angelic diplomatic posts , where the angels go and what specific political assignments they have ? Do angels get to choose their own jobs ? Does Jehovah Himself also hang out in the woods of Western Canada as a Coyote or Salmon God ? Putting all these bothersome questions aside , Roscoe returns to his immediate concerns , his Evangelical obsession , his ambition to stimulate Spiritual Joy, Spiritual Awareness , and Oneness with the Universe , through the art -from of short x -rated films . Few people have tried that before . He cannot name one . And he has seen hundreds of x - rated films . Most have no lasting content at all , and only four or five out of every thousand get close to anything Spiritual . Pant -pant , moan -moan , spurt -spurt is as lofty as most of them ever get . Roscoe is certain he can re -create the spiritual experiences he has with Amber and the girls , when he is eating their delicious pussies , or when they hold his erection in their mouths . All those delightful, sexual moments, and his ecstatic gushes o f cream into , onto or very close to their beautiful , young female bodies . All those can be seen on film , and placed in a religious context , described in religious terms a s Roscoe's form of s a c r e d worship . This has been his form of worship for over thirty years . Roscoe specifically wishes to spurt cream into , onto or very close to the warm and welcoming bodies of Carolina, Beth and Kate. These are three new nude models and actresses Roscoe has schedule d for videos shoots in his studio , north of Seattle during the next two months.

Carolina Bliss was born in Spokane , Washington to Polish -Hungarian parents . She studied veterinary science at Central Washington University, but after working for two years , taking care of dogs , cats , bunnies and the occasional python , t h a t j o b lost its charm . She felt making porn films and nude modeling was more fun , and often paid better . Her deep turquoise -blue eyes and dark amber hair , a stunning face on a stunning body made her ideal for many sexual film and video productions . Also , her innate intelligence and keen ability to read people and situations allowed her to manage her career , without ever having to work for assholes . Porn video and nude photo -production are business e s over -flowing with assholes , cheap -skates , socially inadequate morons , and a wide variety of other losers . She learned this quickly , and steered past all the nonsense , working only w i t h reasonable people who paid her well .

Beth Darmstadt once caused multiple car accidents on a street corner in Hollywood, simply by bending over. She bent over to pick up a quarter from the sidewalk, and three cars, a moped and two policewomen on bicycles collided with each other and with solid objects, a telephone pole and a fire hydrant. All the drivers in the North were attempting to gain a long, satisfying unobstructed view of Beth's tan, panty-less muscular ass. A spectacular round ass in full view, open to admiration beneath her very short green-and-blue plaid skirt. Also, her bra-less tan breasts fell from her white blouse, with erect nipples, dangling in full view to the South. Drivers from the South could not help but lose control. Her industrious German parents owned and operated a crime clean-up business in Los Angeles County. With a population of 10 million people, somebody is always going to shoot somebody every week. By age 8, Beth knew she had no enthusiasm at all for mopping-up brain matter, or gathering body parts of dismembered Asian or Hispanic gang members. The business paid well, but not that well. Surely there are better ways to make money. She decided taking her clothes off for cash, was a much better way to make money.

Kate Wilkins was born in Ipswich, U.K. An energetic British girl with red hair, her curly red pubic mound a meaningful inheritance from some lusty Celt ravishing a milk-white Anglo-Saxon. (Roscoe intends to make her Sacred Celtic Mound famous across the U.S., Canada and much of the European Union, as an internet-porn tourist destination.) Kate trained as a scuba diver and as a yoga teacher , moving between those two career s every few months , not completely satisfied with either . Often she would take extended vacations , and end up model i n g , or shooting x -rated videos in exotic place s , laying on the beach drinking Mojitos . Roscoe met Kate at a nude beach in Marin County , north from San Francisco . Roscoe sat perched on a large rock , overlooking the beach . He was creating a sculpture fr o m native blue clay , found in abundance near this beach . His sculpture was a giant erect cock . Kate looked up at Roscoe, over the top of her sunglasses, as he was putting the finishing touches on his masterpiece . He was bathing the smooth blue surface of the three -foot arching erection with water , making it shiny in bright sunlight . Kate said , “You gotta be kiddin' me.”

They both smiled and laughed . Roscoe said , “It seems like the most appropriate response to the artistic situation.” Later in the day , laying on the beach together , they overheard an angry lesbian woman say , “That is just disgusting ! Horny men , dragging their cocks into our peaceful place.” They knew she was a lesbian , because the girl next to her bent down and kissed the angry woman's vagina . The pussy -kisser said , with a nasty smile , “If that cock is still there tomorrow , I will smash it with my own fists ! I will annihilate that obscenity!” Truly, Roscoe never intended to offend anyone. How can a large, friendly blue cock be an obscenity? In his mind he was creating a big, lovely work of art, to be enjoyed by all, even lesbians.

Some people take their militant homosexuality far too seriously. Give it a rest. Having shared that social and artistic experience, Kate and Roscoe continue to have a pleasant, teasing, friendly relationship. Roscoe's first film with Carolina, Beth and Kate began on May 5th, 2021. Carolina arrived promptly at 11am. Beth and Kate arrived together at 11:08. Roscoe chooses his actresses carefully. Hiring beautiful, cheerful females who show up on time, ready to work. Having shot erotic films for over eight years, Roscoe has no patience for Kratom-Weed-MDMA- Heroin-Crystal Meth-Flying High females. Lazy, loud, and always late. No woman has a physical beauty nor a professional cock-sucking technique worth the trouble high females cause, or the hours and hours of life high females waste. Such females are too annoying to bother with.

By 11:15am Roscoe has his set lit. He places Carolina and Kate on a firm black leather couch, in front of a black cloth backdrop. The girls are nude, on their knees, bent over resting their weight on elbows, facing each other. Their crescent moon fannies are high in the air , white and inviting . The camera s are on . High resolution video and audio record every moment , as Beth enters the scene . Beth is nude , except for a scarlet G -string nestled tight between muscular butt -cheeks , and a brown fedora . This fedora is a German - style hunting cap with a pheasant feather and a silver edelweiss pin adorning a wide black hat-band. Beth carries a red leather riding crop, the Sacred Red Riding Crop of the Little Sisters of Divine Grace, and the most loved ritual tool of Amber Riverwood's Canadian Coven.

The spanking end of this crop had been very popular in Roscoe Forthright films leaving happy pink and red blotches on numerous, warm young female fannies! Beth stands behind the couch, looking down to Carolina and Kate, she caresses their crescent moon fannies with the leather heart. The girls rise up on outstretched arms, hands flat on the couch, their mouths slowly moved together in an languorous open-mouth kiss. We notice a red dragon spirals up Kate's right arm, and a vine, leaf and stem patterns in shades of green spirals up Carolina's left arm. Both tattoos are in stunning colors in contrast to the very white skin of each girl. The kissing continues until Beth slaps the whip firmly into the palm of her hand, and commands, “Assume the position of ritual discipline!”

Carolina and Kate immediately return to their first position, fannies raised high. Beth begins to spank the girls, in deliberate, powerful, large strokes. Alternating left and right. The heart-whip whistles through the air. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Left. Right. Left. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Right. Left. Right. Alternating one fanny to the other, stinging both full moons! Carolina and Kate gasp or moan at each sharp impact. Pink blotches appear and welt up, turning red under the bright lights. Beth pauses a long eight seconds between each set of six strikes, and continues to scourge the girls bottoms for two ecstatic , erotic minutes . Roscoe's cock gets hard in his jeans as he watches . 041 Carolina and Kate change positions , now pressing their wet , tingling pussies together in the center of the couch , as they lay on their backs .

The girls softly bounce their vaginae together , legs entwined . We hear the sticky moisture of pubic lips , pressing together and releasing , like loud , wet kisses . Beth moves to the right end of the couch , kneeling to kiss Kate . Then moves to the l e ft end of the couch to kiss Carolina . As she kisses Carolina , Beth reaches to hold Carolina's large breasts , moving her hand from one to the other , teasing dark brown , erect nipples . Roscoe enters the scene fully clothed . He wears blue jeans , a green and blue checkered flannel shirt , and his feet are bare on the hardwood floor . Roscoe hands Beth a two -headed shiny black dildo , perhaps 2 ½ feet long , thick and firm smooth black silicone . Beth inserts one end into Kate's vagina , and one end into Carolina's vagina . Beth holds tight to the middle of the dildo , as the girls pump slowly toward each other . Both vaginae full of black cock , with Beth's hand between them . Their thrusts become more urgent and powerful , the girls moaning and twisting against the dildo .

Beth is now standing between the orgasmic girls , bent over , still holding the dildo tightly , keeping it stationary between orgasmic thrusts . Beth 's firm round fanny fills the camera center, with Carolina and Kate's ecstatic faces and heaving , bouncing breasts on the left and right . A second camera , shows us a further view , Bet h to the left , and Roscoe standing to the right . In a close -up we see Roscoe , now nude from waist to mid -thigh . He is joyfully , vigorously jacking his fully erect cock . The cock is shiny with lube and points to Beth's ass in the distance . It appears to rub against Beth's beautiful round ass .

One large drop of semen oozes out the tip of Roscoe's cock , and he spreads the droplet down over his erection . Now Roscoe holds his cock gently , no longer stroking , simply bouncing the full erection in his hand . Being on the cusp of orgasm , he keeps the cock fully erect without pushing it over the edge . From time to time he jerks i t slightly , another way to keep it fully hard , without making it come . We hear him moaning and sighing . We hear the loud orgasmic cries of Carolina and Kate echo in the quiet room . Moments after the girls complete their orgasms , Roscoe points his cock toward Beth's fanny . The close -up camera allows us to see Roscoe' s full, aching, wide cockhead and Beth's ass at the same time . At last , Roscoe strokes the cock one last time , and semen gushes , bursting into air . A long and loud sustained moan roars from Roscoe's throat . Beth turns quickly , rushes across the room and takes Roscoe's still hard cock into her mouth . We see a close -up of Beth sucking and licking his last drops of semen , as Roscoe continues to moan.

Do all these intimate details matter ? Is any scripted , stylized sex scene worthy of our attention ? Do such videos contain anything of lasting value , something greater than pleasant images to watch while we are jacking -off? Would unscripted , spontaneous sex scenes serve the same purposes , when the people are attractive and pleasant to watch ? Here we come to understand Roscoe's artistic intentions , his own personal motivations , his reasons for making art. The whole purpose of any artistic action is to advance his own artistic and spiritual imagination.

And , in doing so effectively , advance the imaginations of viewers , readers or listeners . Several forms of art w h i c h gather into his film -making : Music , rock , jazz and classical , often original music composed specifically for his films . Visual art , drawings , paintings , prints from historical manuscripts , and of course the still images and video images of beautiful naked women having sex . Written art , the adventurous story -telling , as in this book , written rituals , the spoken word in his films , the scripts of scenes , and what the girls read -out loud , or say . These forms of art create and offer descriptions of reality substantially different from the descriptions of reality offered by scientists , politicians and computer programmers.

Roscoe's intention is to use Beauty, Sexual Desire , Spiritual Imagination and Joy to communicate his spiritual experience. To help people get closer to Oneness. Beauty is essential. Music is essential. Plainness , ugliness , silence and mechanical noises have value only as a backdrop to more interesting things. Roscoe find s the narratives and descriptions of reality offered by big - shot famous people , big -shot politicians , big -shot filmmakers , big - shot famous people of many kinds to be inadequate . Reality as described b y these people i s o ft e n horrifying , i n a c c u r a t e and s h o c k i n g l y self-destructive. Many portions of the widely -accepted narratives of the 21st Century are quite simply inaccurate to his own personal experience , and inaccurate to the spiritual experience of other people. (He holds no monopoly on Truth or Spiritual Experience.)

New stories need to be told. Big stories, like the story of King Kong. Hollywood has spent hundreds of millions of dollars creating 12 versions of that story , 10 American and 2 Japanese. Has that film made anyone's life better in any significant way? It made money for the people making those films, and the films entertained people. Those are valuable in their small way. The millions of dollars might have been spent to do more worthwhile things , to create things of lasting value. But , because we live in a consumer economy within a civilization of economic slavery , the money is spent on superficial things. We notice some of the most successful films of the past 50 years have been about slaves revolting: Spartacus (1960 ) , Gladiator (2000 ) and the Hunger Games films. Why ? Because we all know we are slaves , and we want to be courageous like Kirk Douglas , Russell Crowe and Jennifer Lawrence.

Roscoe's artistic ambition is to create a better, more accurate , more useful narrative than the popular narratives of 21st Century, politicians, scientists, filmmakers, leaders of major religions and the cult-like , narrow-agenda ideas taught in most colleges and universities. Reality is much bigger than any of those narratives , and include Universal Oneness , which is missing completely , or distorted beyond useful definitions by the cult-like agendas. In truth, the prevailing agendas are designed to keep the slaves under control. An attempt to stifle all creative thinking which goes against current, trendy social ideas. To suppress any philosophy or religious thinking which diminishes the power of slave-owners, slave-traders and the corporate managers of slaves. Roscoe jacking-off, and being sucked into ecstasy by Beth's beautiful mouth, does nothing at all to enhance the power of the slave-owners, slave-traders and the corporate managers of slaves.

Therefore, Roscoe's video art, and x-rated ideas must be considered useless porn, and ignored by the established, authorized creators of modern philosophy, and be ignored by the established, authorized creators of expensive streaming video entertainment, and the creators of well-funded, National Endowment of the Arts- funded artistic activities. Join the Official Cults or be kicked to the curb. There are religious and spiritual meanings to each element of the sex scene described above. Beth, Carolina and Kate have been participants in a pagan religious ceremony, for the purpose of stimulating the imaginations of otherwise unimaginative people. Beth's scarlet G-string, her fedora and the Sacred Red Riding Crop are all symbols of authority. She is the High Priestess. She is in charge of this religious ritual. We can compare Beth ' s symbols of power and authority to the equipment of Bishops in Catholic and Orthodox Churches. Her fedora is the pointed mitre hat, Her red riding crop is the crosier (the fancy staff or shepherd ' s crook.) The riding crop also serves as the scourge of old monastic traditions. Both the scourge and the crook are often seen in ancient Egyptian image s of Osiris. Also , the scourge has modern overtones of BDSM dominants and submissives. Beth's only sacramental garment is the scarlet G-string , which we might compare to a Catholic priest's red stole.

With these symbol s of spiritual authority , Beth is ready to instruct her witches. For that is who the girls represent in this video , witches in a pagan coven , bent over to receive holy instruction. Our imaginations extend further, when we understand the sacred purpose of the Double-Headed Black Dildo. The dildo serves the same ritual purpose as bread and wine serve in the ceremony of Eucharist , the Holy Communion. Bread and wine are taken inside the human body, the actual body, blood , soul and divinity of Christ , or the spirit of Christ, taken inside the human body. In either case , Sacred Jesus goes inside the human body, just as the Sacred Dildo goes inside the human vagina. GASP ! There are many who might burn me at the stake for even thinking such thoughts.

No w , I have written them on paper , and sent those heretic ideas into the world ! The witches commune with the Sacred Black Dildo. Their loud , joyful orgasms are their full and complete surrender to the Holy Oneness. At this point in time none of the girls, Beth, Carolina and Kate have much interest in religious philosophies. Each has had passing brushes with Christianity, Judaism, and watered down Americanized forms of Hinduism and Buddhism, more from idle curiosity than any desire for spiritual understanding. Kate has tried ayahuasca, vomited, had diarrhea and wonderful hallucinogenic visions, but hardly considers the plant a religious philosophy. Carolina and Beth feel the same about sacred hallucinogenic mushrooms. Nice high, but no real connections with God. Roscoe aches to explore spiritual realms with these girls, as he previously has done with Amber, Gina, Rosalee, and Bea.

With each member of Amber's coven, Roscoe found it essential to ease them into spiritual fucking. The concept of sex as a religious practice was well outside their imaginations. Except for Amber. She had previous experience with witchcraft, and enough experience as a stripper to recognize the universal appeal of a hot and welcoming nude woman. Filming sex rituals can certainly help set the stage for spiritual understanding. But, there must also be discussion, and an honest curiosity from the girls. Roscoe considers his own religious experience, when enhanced and moved forward by various forms of friendly female fucking. Mouths and vaginae, hands, fannies and breasts, long legs and smiling faces, all essential to truly spiritual moods. When everything is in working order, emotional and ecstatic sexual energy can be transformed into spiritual energy and spiritual experiences.

These primal energies are more immediate and intense than the mind-imagery, rites and rituals of Catholicism, Judaism and the various Protestant Churches. (A physical Eucharist is vastly improved when using a Big Black Dildo, for example.) Pretty young women, kneeling and opening their mouths, sticking out their tongues to receive a wafer is a really pleasant ritual, but not nearly as satisfying as giving the same young woman an orgasm or two. The mild-mannered watered-down rituals used in most places are simply unmoving and boring by comparison to a well planned sex ritual. Roscoe understands fully, millions of people enjoy and prefer the watered-down versions of spiritual interaction. But, that is not for him. And frankly, water-down versions create watered-down, inaccurate perceptions of reality.

The little girl accepting a wafer on her tongue, is nothing like when she is a grown woman accepting a full erection, and gushing semen on her tongue. Which reality is accurate to our human and spiritual needs? Probably both. No little girl is ready for adult rituals. I do wonder why the big Churches push immature people into rituals those young ones cannot possibly understand. Power. Power over people's spiritual imaginations. The leaders of the big churches want to suck the young ones in, as soon as possible. For that purpose it truly does not matter if the young ones understand anything at all about truth or reality, or anything beyond the physical motions and the words of the rituals.

When Roscoe bursts cream in Gina's vagina or in Amber's vagina, or has his full cockhead in their warm mouths: those are moments that matter. When I speak of watered-down religious practices, this also applies to many pagan practices, as in soccer-Mom Wicca, where a dagger is immersed in a chalice, instead of a cock immersed in a vagina. The Gardnerian Wicca of the 1950s, naked bottoms being spanked, The Great Rite done with a real penis in a real vagina, that is a bit much for most people. Again, we must apologize to all people who really, really enjoy the watered-down rituals. We mean to insult no one, only to say, for people like Roscoe and Amber the watered-down versions are not enough. This is Roscoe's whole point in using x-rated video as a religious expression. X-rated videos are already enjoyed by millions of people, in many countries and cultures. Sexual joy is universally understood, and universally craved. So much, the videos become a substitute for actual shared joy between living breathing, panting lovers.

As in Japan, where few young people have the time, energy nor peace-of-mind to form actual loving relationships. Rent-a-Boyfriend. Rent-a-Hooker. Then, the busy young people go back to the office to earn piles of cash, to pay for those rentals and the rent on their apartments. The great religions have made epic journeys into the human psyche, and offered complex and detailed descriptions of those journ e y s. Christianity , Hinduism , Islam , Judaism , Buddhism and Sufi rituals all add valuable insight into the cause -and -effect of the Cosmos. But much of that knowledge remains useless , unknown , to o arcane to be helpful to millions of busy men and women , with honest spiritual needs and no available ways to satisfy those needs. Neo -Pagan religions , like Wicca , have a big advantage in this area , often being a solitary practice , or rituals in small groups. In the pagan religions , direct spiritual experience is the goal , without need of middle -men like priests or gurus, imams and rabbis.

We see a wide-view, a misty forest, firs, cedars, spruce, large maple and black cottonwood trees. Our attention focuses on the silhouette of a grove of giant cedars , towering in the half-lit sky. We hear rustlings, gentle wind in the boughs , crickets , frogs and other early morning forest sounds. Our view narrows , passes between the dark trees like a slow flying bird, to reveal a silent lake. We pause at the shore. A trout jumps, the splash echoes, and rings of concentric circle widen from where the fish had been. We hear the eerie, haunting voice of a loon , quiet at first , then filling the air over the lake , as if some evil will soon occur. A great horned owl , flaps quickly by , startled from high branches. A bullfrog begins to boom , as if at our feet , increasing our sense of dread. The fog over the lake now appears ominous , moving slowly , in thick billows toward the shore.

The camera turns, as if running back into the woods, following a deer trail along a narrow gurgling stream. We hear panting, as if the cameraman is terrified, trying to escape some horrible menace. We reach a clearing, where the cameraman stops, leaning on a thick maple tree to catch his breath. We hear him growing calmer. We still here the loon, far off, as background to the loud, gurgling stream. Our view widens to take in the entire clearing. We see lush ferns four to six feet high, bright green moss and orange plate-size mushrooms cling to fallen cedar trees. Suddenly, we hear a strong gust of wind toss the high cedar branches. Two crows start up an angry conversation , raucous accusing each other of some awful social blunder. The argument continues as we peek past a tangle of blackberry vines and milk thistles. The crows grow silent. We hear only a solitary wood thrush some distance away.

Under a canopy of fir and cedar trees we see three female witches hooded in green , black and dark brown robes. The robes are open to the waist , revealing firm , pale white breasts. Each woman wears a red leather collar ; silver chains dangle down between their breasts. The witches stand around a wide cedar stump , which rises chest -high from the mossy forest floor. The stump has is six feet wide or more , and has been polished to a smooth finish , lacquered in clear varnish. On this high -gloss surface two three -foot high red candle s burn to the left and right. This is their altar. This is the place of sacrifice. A tall, slender man enters the scene. He pushes back the hood of his deep purple robe , to reveal a noble face , a head covered in thick red curls. His closely trimmed beard and mustache are also red. This is the High Priest of the Coven. He brings out a dagger and carves a pentagram , a small precise pentagram on the smooth surface of the altar.

He then approaches the witch dressed in black. He pulls back her hood , and grabs her thick auburn hair in one hand , dragging her with him to stand in front of the altar. He unties her belt , strips her naked and kisses her firmly on the mouth. His strong hands squeeze both her breasts as he kisses her. His hand s move s to her fanny , squeezing both cheeks as he continues kissing her. Pointing with his hand to the soft moss at his feet , the High Priest commands: “Kneel , Sister Witch ! The Horned -God grows impatient!” ~ ~ The nude woman goes down on her hands and knees , and the High Priest uses her round fanny as a stepping stone , raising himself up on top of the altar. He gestures for the girl to rise , which she does , putting on her black robe and returning to stand with the other girls behind the altar. The High Priest takes off his robe , spreading his feet wide , to stand nude in the center of the altar. The camera moves to a close-up of the man's feet, and moves slowly up his body, showing his ankles , the raven tattoo and skull tattoos on his shins, up to his knees.

The camera comes to a full stop , as if in shock, the man ' s long dangling penis filling our vision. Nothing in the universe exists , we here silence , awe -struck silence of eternity as we view the eight-inch soft phallus , with cedar trees to either side. We wonder what this beautiful flesh might look like fully erect ! Slowly , the camera continues up the man ' s flat belly , up to his muscular chest , up to his handsome , strong and kind face. The camera pulls back, allowing us to see the entire altar. The witches now stand with their hands pressed together before their chests , in the tradition a l gesture of Christian prayer. We understand from the documentary subtitles , “90 % of Wiccans in the United States and Canada are were raised as Catholics. Ritual appeals to them.” The witch in black moves to the left of the altar. The witch in brown moves to the right. The witch in green moves to the front of the altar , facing the High Priest. All three girls strip to the waist , the red cord holding the fallen robes like long dresses falling to their feet. We notice their nipples are contracted and erect in the cool morning air. The witch in black lays cedar boughs on the alt a r in front of the High Priest. The witch in green moves close to the altar , and the High Priest kneels in front of her on the cedar boughs.

The witch in green stands on her tiptoes, lifting herself up to take the High Priest ' s soft phallus into her mouth. She sucks it slowly, lovingly, clearly enjoying the warm , smooth flesh as it grows large and fills her mouth. Fully erect , the girl can barely get half of the cock into her mouth. She concentrates her attention on the glorious wide cockhead. The witches in black and brown now spread cedar bough s across the altar , being careful not to knock over the two large red candles.

“All three witches ascend the Altar of the Horned-God” (we see this in a subtitle) as the girls climb up, and remove their robes. They kneel around the High Priest, ready, expectant. The High Priest is now standing and offers his full erection to the witches. They take turns sucking the Sacred Member. When they do not have the cock in their mouths , the y kiss and caress his smooth -shaven balls , stroke his firm thighs and fanny. After some time the High Priest claps his hands loudly , the clapping echoes in the silent woods. The witches withdraw from him , and he sits between them , crossed -legged like a yogi. The witches then draw close , two laying their heads in his lap, one laying her head between his feet. The man's cock is still, rigid, fully erect.

His cock begins to shimmer and radiate a deep purple light, the cock itself gradually contains this purple color, the flesh-tone altogether gone. The witches feel radiant warm and energy emanating from the purple cock. They move they faces and mouths close to the pulsing purple cock , their eyes tearful in awe and admiration. Each girl closes one hand around it , as if stacking hands on a warm , glowing purple baseball bat. Now the cockhead vibrates sound, a resonant humming ~ OOMMMMM. The cockhead changes color to an azure blue , while the shaft remains deep purple. The Holy Phallus vibrates and throbs as the witches kiss it from all angles. At this moment the High Priest, the tattooed, handsome , muscular and healthy young man appears to be in seizure! His eyes roll up and back in his head. There is an ominous gurgle in his manly throat. His tongue lolls out , as if h e ha s lost control of it. Something is not right. Some inner torment is shaking the young man. His limbs tremble. Not knowing what to do , the three girls in complete dismay , continue to kiss , stroke and suck the throbbing purple cock with the azure cockhead. They desperately hope the seizure will subside and pass. At last , the crisis is over.

The High Priest is serene. A smile spreads over his relaxed face. In a voice not his own , a rich tenor voice (not the soft bass voice of the young man ) the witches hear the following words: “Remain calm , young ladies. The Lord Shiva now commands the body of your High Priest. He is still here , unharmed , watching you and loving you. Your ceremony, intended to summon the pagan god , ha s summoned me , Lord Shiva , the Destroyer of Worlds. Be not afraid. There is nothing in your minds or hearts which needs destroying. You are all noble Seekers of Truth. Unintentionally , you have performed the precise rites to bring me into Manifestation. I appear before you , to speak my mind , to speak in plain English , to be easily understood by people of the 21st Century.

The Phallic Rite , sucking and stroking the Cosmic Cock , the sincerity of your intentions ~ even though you be actresses making a movie ~ your powerful sexual desire has brought you exactly what you desired. You should be made aware , I am the pagan Horned -God , and I am also one - hundred -fifty -seven thousands other Gods , on twenty thousand world s. I span your known Universe. I precede and follow the creation of every planet capable of sustaining intelligent life. I create and I destroy. This is my Cosmic Nature. In the sacred literature of India , in the Vedas , nothing is as sacred , as holy as worshiping my erect phallus or images of my erect phallus.”

The Lord Vishnu laughs ~ “Truly, very few humans get to see my Living Cock in person. Consider yourselves blessed! In the past ten thousand years, only 512 men and women have seen my Living Cock, enjoyed the throbbing purple with the azure cockhead.” The god is silent for a moment. “Only 43 human females have tasted my purple and azure skin, and tasted my lime-orange, sweet-flavored semen.” Lord Shiva smiles warmly. Lord Shiva continues, “ It is no accident the creative energy and power of the Cosmos is Masculine, and the creative receiver, birth-mother and teacher is Feminine. Both the Sacred Cock and the Sacred Vagina are essential to the swirling of planets and galaxies , to keep everything in its orbit, to send comets as messenger s across vast distances. To move the celestial bodies and move human minds , to keep human minds in balance , to move human minds away from methods and forms of self-delusion and self-destruction. I will say clearly: your 20th Century was the most destructive era of human history , and many bad ideas from that century are still in play in the 21st Century. Self-delusion and self-destruction continue because tens of millions of people remain unaware , uneducated to the basic facts of their Cosmic Existence. Leaders of nations are especially arrogant and uninformed. Many seem to enjoy being uninformed , and listen to no one other than themselves.

The minds and bodies of such men and women are separate from the Oneness, they know nothing about the Oneness. They may have heard of it in school or from the mouths and writings of a few saints, but they do not believe one word of it. Their vanities and egos blot out all rational thought and all learning regarding larger Cosmic Realities. They have had little education about Divine Truth. And they have no interest in such education. The religious beliefs of large, well-respected churches fall short. Your philosophic schools and modern science, all fall pathetically short of accurate descriptions of reality. The science s do exceptionally well in describing physical reality , and some forms of energy transfer , but they miss 90 % of the larger picture. This is the downside of creating and spreading dogmas, be they religious or scientific.

What all humans need are accurate and useful definitions of reality , and not just physical , scientifically measurable reality. I come to teach you some basic facts , and hope you will share this knowledge with other people. Here is one eternal fact: Each living human being is an essential, active cell in the living tissue of the Universe . Hundreds of years of suffering would not happen , a n d millions of citizen s would not die in wars and deprivation , if leaders of nations and large populations of people understood that one basic fact.” Lord Shiva continues, “The Cosmos Itself relies on daily interaction between healthy, joyful living cells. When millions are killed for no good reason in wars , or specific acts of violence , the Universe Itself is harmed and diminished. When a planet such as yours , continues to perpetuate self destruction, the citizens learning nothing worthwhile at all , over centuries of war and slavery. When millions of people are killed in wars , in specific acts of violence or neglect , the Universe Itself is harmed and diminished. When a planet such as yours continues to perpetuate self-destruction , to perpetuate arrogant , ignorant ideologies for the sake of enslaving people , your world causes damage to the creative and positive energy of your galaxy. In such cases , I step in , and annihilate the planet. If the disease has been particularly pernicious , I annihilate the whole star system , and sometimes the whole galaxy. Bad behavior by a handful of powerful humans , on one world , depletes and destroys the creative spiritual energy of other planets , even uninhabited planets. As Shiva the Destroyer , I am the Ultimate Solution to the bad behavior of your selfish , small-minded, uninspiring , short-sighted global leaders.”

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