There is a significant yet suspicious duality in the representation of two competing female archetypes of goddesses: Mary the Mother and Mary Magdalene. This kind of duality is not only artificial, but also undoubtedly a figment of the ascetic mind of old patriarchs afraid of anything fun and ...
And he accused her of wasting his strength away, needing his arms to stand. And he accused her of needing his arms not enough... had he not seen her dancing in a shadow? How was it that she wanted darkness more than him? What if others saw her standing in the shadows? He would be marred -- he ...
You see her reflection shimmering in the waters of the still lake at dusk, and in the glow of the red harvest moon as it rises in a twilight sky. She sings with the evening song of the blackbird on the last day of the growing sun, and swims in the swirling undercurrents of the ebbing tide.