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Awaken the snake
that nests at the
base of the spine,
coiled,
waiting to snap,
sceaming naval fire.
She hisses violently
like gunfire.
She is impatient,
swirling,
an eddy full of chakras.
Let her go! Let her go!
Let her reach the
golden purpler crown
where she will splash out
like ashes of a volcano
giving birth to the inside of the earth,
an exploding lotus,
with sparking light
as bright as Beatrice!
rise UP! rise UP!
KUNDALINI!
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