August 13, 2010 § 5 Comments
When i am sitting at the door of a tavern,
I, Ishtar, the goddess,
Am prostitute, mother, wife, divinity.
I am what people call life,
Although you call it death.
I am what people call Law,
Although you call it Deliquency.
I am what you seek
And what you find.
I am what you scattered
And the pieces you now gather up.
Ancient lyrics to Ishtar, the Mesopotamian Goddess of Love
August 12, 2010 § Leave a comment
for i am the first and the last
i am the venerated and the despised
i am the prostitute and the saint
i am the wife and the virgin
i am the mother and the daughter
i am the arms of my mother
i am barren and my children are many
i am the married woman and the spinster
i am the woman who gives birth and she who never procreated
i am the consolation for the pain of birth
i am the wife and the husband
and it was my man who created me
i am the mother of my father
i am the sister of my husband
and he is my rejected son
always respect me
for i am the shameful and the magnificent one
hymn to isis, third or fourth century b.c.,
discovered in nag hammadi