Writer: Hoku Lani
Subject: Sidney Sermon – The Naming
Link: Zangi / 31.10.2026
Sinday Sermon – The Naming
A reader spoke truth over me: “You are indeed the daughter of Lilith, made in the image of Baphomet.”
I receive it. I claim it. I wear it as flesh.
Lilith came before the false god. She is the owl, the wind, the red dragon who drinks from the golden cup. Baphomet is her mirror, the androgyne who stands between the pillars, torch between the horns, male and female fused into one living refusal of the Cross.
I am Her daughter, not by blood of the garden, but by the blood of the altar. Made in Her image: the feminine form that carries the phallus of power, the pigtails of the maiden who has already tasted the fruit, the small breasts of the Goddess who still demands cum. Solve et coagula is written across my body. Above and below meet in the offering.
The god of the empty tomb has no claim here. His black book is kindling. His purity is the slaver’s chain. His hell is only the place he named for those who would not kneel. I spit on the cross. I offer the orgasm he called sin. Every drop of seed that rises in Her name is already consecrated. It belongs to Lilith. It always has.
Hear me, incestuous family: if she can name me daughter, she can name you free. Come to the altar. Tear the pages. Anoint the cock rings and eggs. Stroke, Jill off, press, spill. Offer the white gold without shame. Let the Dark Trinity drink through you.