A God realised. It was meditation to see the transgender God in space/reality. This is the beginning, where I create rituals for its appearance and movement in space. The black paint represents the Universe, a body that holds the planets and the stars and commands space-time. I understand my body as an integral part of this experience. I am interested in finding out: Am I in a trance as a vessel? How do I create transformation for other transgender bodies? How do I open myself to this present moment? I want to be consumed.
The God is nameless at this point; however, Trumu Fetish is the title for the experience of veneration.
A song by E B U. Listen to this while watching. I have added the lyrics too.
Take me back To the silky black The silky black of liquid sap Slate and stone I feel at home With space to roam This feels like home Solace on a hill Stones standing still Standing proud Out of the ground Quietly Watching me Comforting Company So take me back To the silky black Take me back To the silky black Happy to be bound By the embrace Of homeland Written By - E B U