The Wise Pussy Tales

Erotica, if she were a goddess instead of the tool, would sit at the right hand of the Father and the Mother God, if there is such a place. Erotica is the worker and the servant. As an entity she longs for expression in giving, sharing and enjoying. She has ready for us the Heavenly Feast, the Banquet of celestial delights, introducing vibrancy to our cellular density, making it lighter, resonating with higher frequencies, changing its memory and programming, stepping it up into a new reality free of pain and disease. Contrary to enlightenment so difficult to attain and maintain through religious disciplines, psychological exercises, earnest studying and practicing spirit, mind and body connection, erotica guarantees results of joy, a sense of oneness, peace, and inspiration. Erotica in her serving nature is available to you, the reader, unless you are desensitized by overuse of substances designed to take you away from your wholeness and divinity, or by practices that prevent you from ever feeling the desired birth of erotic response. Erotica moves the life force rising from the seat of the soul, nurtured by resonance of the lovers involved. It can be breathed, it can be kissed, it can be shed in tears of joy; it gives you the wings of an angel and shows you the infinity of the universe within you, without you and with you. You participate in its expansion and creation. In time and always outside time, you become IT. It is the end of your quest for the Holy Grail and the beginning of your participation in the creation of the divine being within you and without you. You become a part of the Whole in the Sea of Ecstasy and Love.