By Eve Lorgen
Oh no! It’s Mr. Religiosity,
trying to make me better.
He parrots a shame-based dogma
Ripping my feminine intuition to fetters!
“Shame on you, false doctrine witch!
How dare you disgrace my God?
You question authority in a last chance ditch
Because the canonical Holy Scriptures sound odd?”
“Excuse me, Sir, but Jesus came to his own as friends,
praying they become One with the Father as He.
His humble respect for the poor and womankind
Got him into trouble with the Pharisees!
He preached of love and the spiritual mysteries
While he wept, laughed and walked
amongst true friends in humbled embrace.
Our hearts he knew how to unlock!
His purity of spirit, a fountain of life,
Rather than abiding by the “Letter of the Law”—
Graced us with the Spirit of Truth,
So that we could discern spiritual truth versus lies!
He acknowledged Wisdom in her grief and strength
Unveiling mysteries for the pure.
Baffling and confounding the “religious outer man”
As He put a mirror to their snake like wars.”
The lower archons sought to take revenge
By infiltrating the Holy Places.
His Beloved was once again raped and shamed
For expressing joyous gnosis on their mystical faces.
Hatred of Beloved Wisdom
In her feminine grace.
The repentances of Sophia
Silenced to the secret places.
The Serpent has reared its ugly head.
His mark is misogynistic religiosity.
He hardens hearts and causes lovers to fight,
To prevent the Gnosis that sets us free.