𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔗𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢'𝔰 𝔇𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱
a Witch is a Priestess you don't like.
a Lesbian Witch is coming to get you—
a Lesbian is a HOMOSEXUAL FEMALE
—NOT a feminist separatist
nor a bisexual woman with good taste,
regardless of her sexual history, sexual trauma
intersexuality or trans/masculinity—
a Lesbian is NEVER a trans “woman”
or any woman who fucks them;
Lesbians are NOT “non-men” and are NOT “men lite”. We are LESBIANS!
regardless of our defeminization under patriarchy and its consequence, our “third gender” status;
a Lesbian is a homosexual human female—a confession of Witchcraft, and that's alright!
There are no other books about Lesbian Witchcraft.
In the tradition of Lesbian Feminism, it is “non-linear, poetic and obscure”;
not in the tradition of Lesbian Feminism, it has actual Lesbians in it.
This work is the flower of consciousness raised within the Dianic tradition, of Lesbians as born homosexuals within the sex class that is Woman;
where Dianic Witchcraft is female-only, we are Lesbian-only; where Dianic witchcraft has failed to accommodate Lesbian practitioners, we will center them(us), and especially the gender-defiant.
The Lesbian Witch has been erased. Lesbian recognition of ourselves in the Goddess has been interrupted by the feminization of the Witch archetype.
Where Dianic Witchcraft is Cultural Feminism, this is Counter-Cultural feminism; Cultural Feminism finds divinity in femininity and we find divinity in trampling it.
in second-wave parlance, this is a work of Androgynous Libertarian Radical Feminism— and since we're doing this with real dykes this time we can cut the “too butch for androgyny” shit too.
The philosophy herein represents Lesbians' greatest political interests as a class, we just got really weird about it.
Religion is the vehicle by which social systems are perpetuated, and Lesbian politics require the driving force of a Lesbian religion;
and Lesbian religion could only be Witchcraft;
and so we approach the Horned One in the aspect of Bulldagger, Lucifer as Divine Androgyne, the Devil in the Shape of a Woman—
and the Goddess knows Her, is Her, and is madly in love with Her.
no spaces, no platforms and no class consciousness.
Lesbian-exclusive spaces have never been truly permitted to exist; male interlopers and their champions have presented a threat since the first homosexual women were known to gather.
But there is nowhere to hide in the eyes of the Goddess.
Whether you are truly Of Us is between you and Her.
this is a lonely, crooked path;
a digital subversion of the Book of Shadows, published for transcription by hand into individual grimoires...but only as so inclined;
to put language to the timeless Lesbian Current,
and a Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name
nameless here, forevermore.
WHO READS THIS HOPING FOR A CRUMB OF POETRY
DESCRIBING HIS MASTURBATORY PROJECT;
I CURSE THE MIMIC, THE WEARER OF SKINS, THE MALIGNANT AUTOGYNEPHILE,
THE “TRANSSEXUALLY CONSTRUCTED LESBIAN FEMINIST”
THE PORN-ADLED HENTAI FREAK CLAD IN SLOPPY APROXIMATION OF HIS OWN EX GIRLFRIEND DEMANDING ENTRANCE INTO THE SKYCLAD RITUAL
MAY LESBIAN ARTEMIS STRIKE HIM DOWN
MAY LESBIAN HECATE SNATCH HIS SOUL
MAY THE GROUND NOT RECIEVE HIM.
