Heruka, Tantric Dancing on a Corpse
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
Wanwawanwang
Bukngrhgr
Hcitrasamasyas
Tnhahhah
Hm
Hhhehai
Hohauhaha
Om h hm
They chanted the magical mantra repeatedly. The rancid smell of blood hit those who were dancing on the dead bodies that lay scattered on the ground. The bodies were skinned, the skin used later as a dress. They laughed and snorted, hum! Human blood was drunk until they reached the tantric climax, becoming supernaturally invincible and holy. They were as holy as a god.
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