26 feb 2013

Astaroth na Costa da Morte



Astarotha walks with round feet over the cliffs of Galicia, and observes the Mare Tenebrarum

that Atlantic Ocean in which Iulius Caesar submersed his testicles and softened his penis



her retina is re-directed in clairvoyance to the bottom of the ocean, where 12 skeletons of Roman soldiers lay



and the manta ray



a tenuous rain comes from Santiago de Compostela: her eyes are lost in the green oceanic gárgara, and turn to green with it, acquiring sudden madness




mounted on her mouse of war, she is the Venus of the things that cannot be mentioned



a pornographic version of Aphrodite from the silvered California, or an aquanaut-witch



what does an oriental winged goddess do in Galicia?




Will she buy a carton of "Celta" milk?




Daemoness of first hierarchy, her winged mouse-cart is hauled by white serpents:



at night, she rolls happy with this automobile of flesh, on the paving stones of the Galician villages



driving and smiling, and drinking; like a female and monstrous Dean Martin come from a "20th Century Fox"'s nightmare





her breasts drip the milk of the harpy that she is: Queen of the Harpies, and Queen of the rats of Palestine.




In her luciferine parade, Astarotha makes the paisans of the hamlets run scary, the bagpipes get unstitched on the walls of the houses of stone, and the werewolves scream at a moon that is not there.



Then, when the evening is a hollowed womb over Europe, at 7:00 PM of July, Astarotha Satania passes by the church of Saint Bartholomew the Apostle, her adversary


she throws a flask full of inverted water, and laughs out loud: 



simulating archangels, doves and UFOs fly over her, and bath her crowned head with roses of glass from Heaven.





But now...oh yes, now she walks again on the cliffs of Finis Terra


what does an oriental winged goddess do in Galicia?


Will her menstruum sprinkle fertility on the cannibal towns?




...her stare, in flexuous flounces, fulminates the flat flight of 2 flickering fulmars that float in the fingle-fangle of a flabbergasting flexibility.



Semitic goddess of love and war, Phoenician, Syrian, or Canaanite: she's Astaroth and Astarte, Gea-Gaia and Pacha Mama



because she terrified the primitive men of Caldea and Israel, walking among them like a living ant-hill with hairs of woman



and she breastfed Rome in the beginning








on the 7 hills, among the Capitoline vampires.





















Astaroth na Costa da Morte.









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