Na Ra, an aspect of my Holy Guardian Angel, seems to be an agent of my Pure Will. The Black God, a doberman faced black man in an Egyptian Pharaoh get up. Na Ra more likely is a slave, to Pure Will, and is made of grains of Precambrian sand. The Black God is Intelligence. The mind of my Angel, possibly. This is all specualtion of course. There is The White Girl, she seems to be a person made up of sperm. Or sperm and eggcells, yeah. She is Inspiration. They all three live in the surface and orifices of the body of the Red Queen, the Holy Mother. The whore to all, the virgin to none, yet Purity is the founding word of her soul. These are my deities.
Na Ra came to me in half-dream. The rest followed in the same fashion. They came, for I needed them.
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