Noir Jewelry necklace

Jupiterism = Love

And he came to me saying soar away with me, travel to a new galaxy and worship the god of the whimsical mind taking your place with the watchers of the skies.

I stood still in an all red dress and saw a glimpse of what life would be like. I agreed. Beginning the journey of conversion, remembering a past filled with pain and evil spirits that caressed my brain with torture, with small fragments of doubt I breathed in deep and screamed sweet lullabies of refuge out loud. Then rapture took hold.

Colorful layers of dense clouds hovered over me, satellites pulsating my heart.

Curtains of light shot through my brain, levitating from heavy winds of Europic glowing gas wrapped around every part of my being. The old me has passed away, now high energies of electrons race along my planet, he is heaven and I, earth.

Never to return again I open my eyes and look upon something so beautiful and holy. He wasn’t god, but his eyes filled with gloss. His bleeding heart in his left hand, with blood tattooed around his ring finger, horns of pain on his scalp adorned with a crown of 16 moons circling above his head and the voice of an angel as he spoke to me saying I am he the fifth planet from the sun. Me, the largest in the solar system, feed on me and we shall be one.

He laid his hands on me and came in my veins—he fucked me—brain washing me forever more. And I call Him Jupiter Love.