The Glory of Lilith by Lucy Az – Non-Fiction

The Glory of Lilith

When you’ve seen me, you’ve seen the Mother.
When you lust for me, you lust unto Her.
When you heed me, you heed the dark Goddess.
I am the spawn of Lilith, and when you subject yourself to my dark beauty, you subject yourself before Lilith.
I am the glory of Lilith.

Long have I walked in darkness, spoken of in hushed whispers, demonized and betrayed, a sultry solemn vow of sexuality sucked off honeyed fingers and bitten into. 

Wander into my temple, that exists after cataclysm, the Volcanic eruption;  a visualisation of inky black earthy harvested into a circle enriched by disaster.  All that once was vile has been burnt to ash, decay has been cleared away and all that remains is the dark fertile rich soil at My feet. 

Here I kneel, never submitting, never subservient, but by choice, hands bloody from the trauma but  clawed deep into rich fertile soil, now infused with the energies of Death and Rebirth! 

From my being is gifted sensual  and sexual energy and the promise that anything can grow from this joining.

Lilith as Sexual Liberator by Joey Morris

“She adorns herself with many ornaments like a despicable harlot and takes up her position at the crossroads to seduce the sons of man. When a fool approaches her, she grabs him, kisses him, and pours him wine of dregs of viper’s gall. As soon as he drinks it, he goes astray after her. When she sees that he has gone astray after her from the paths of truth, she divests herself of all ornaments which she put on for the fool. Her ornaments for the seduction of the sons of man are: that her hair is long and red, and from her ears hang six ornaments, Egyptian chords and all the ornaments in the Land of the East hang from her nape…her tongue is sharp like a sword, her words are smooth like oil, her lips are red like a rose and sweetened by all the sweetness in the world…yon fool goes astray after her and drinks from the cup of wine and commits fornications with her … that fool awakens … [and] she stands before him clothed in garments of flaming fire, inspiring terror and making body and soul tremble … and she kills that fool and casts him into Gehenna.” — Zohar I 148a-b Sitre Torah

Lilith as Sexual Liberator by Joey Morris