Hear me, O men, there is no such thing in this world as perfect masculinity.  Striving for it only causes you to wear masks of what you think a man should be.  Cast the masks away!  Throw them aside!  Be as you were created to be.  Come to be like me and manifest each form of the masculine in its proper time and place.  And do not be afraid to manifest the feminine as well.  Do not look so hard or far to find yourselves.  For I am your true being.  I am immanent and have been with you since you were born.  To find your true self, look at a baby's smile, scratch an over-sized dog behind its ears, plant flowers for their beauty rather than their practicality. 

Many priests serve a jealous sky god, who has separated himself from his creation, but my children and I are ever the non-conformists.  We serve a goddess who is part of her creation.  I am strong and all-enduring as the Earth itself.  I am gentle and delicate as a single snowflake.  I have the strength and will to slay animals for my children.  I have the tenderness to domesticate animals for my children.  I am so strong that I carry the Earth on my shoulders.  I am as gentle and needful as a new-born babe.  I am celibate.  I am passion uncontrolled.  I am a Catholic priest.  I am a priest of the goddess.  I work.  I stay at home and care for my children.  I am a refined city dweller.  I am a wild man living in the woods.  I rotate around the cosmic hub of the goddess.  I am grounded and motionless in the Earth.  I am hatched out of a silver egg in the womb of midnight.  I am father, rather physically, or as a priest.  I am radical.  It is my spirit that causes men to chain themselves to trees so virgin forest may not be destroyed.  I am the True Man. 

I risk my life to bring down great beasts so their bodies can nurture my children.  I am the king who is sacrificed on the altar of the crone so the crops and animals might thrive.  I am the divine child emerging from the maiden.  For truly all children are divine.  And now it is time for men, as well, to reclaim their lost divinity.  They do so through the goddess.  They do so through me.  Do not be afraid to lose control and weep at times.  I weep with you. 

In the womb, we all start as female.  Then the trick of the y chromosome comes forth with its magic and transforms us.  Does it make us less or more?  Or does it simply make us something different?  Allow yourself to maintain some of that original femininity.  For I am feminine, but I am not effeminate.  I am the wolf.  I am the stag.  I am the ram.  I am the horned serpent.  Yet, above all these, I am man.  I am the light!  Each of my eyes was a luminary - one the sun, the other the moon.  But out of my great love for the mother, I plucked out my very eye so the moon could be her symbol. 

It is my sheer joy to bring back the goddess.  I am in the prophet who makes the way of the goddess straight.  I seem to be as far away from the goddess as one can get, yet we are so close that I can feel her breath on my neck.  I celebrate my children.  I roll in the mud with them.  I am a mystery, for such a man as me has not been seen in generations.  I allow my body to be torn apart so my spirit can enter a sacred cave that leads to the underworld.  I allow myself to be devoured.  She has left the world because it has come to despise her.  I offer her ever-lasting love.  She is so beautiful and good that I would die a hundred times for her.  And many do die a hundred times to find her. 

All of you join me in death eventually, searching the underworld for the mother to bring back the religion of moon, earth, and sun.  All of you return to Earth eventually, as the great wheel of karma turns.  I offer you pleasure and delight.  I feel your every pain and sorrow.  I keep the old ways, as do my priests.  By keeping them, the sun continues to shine, and the Earth tilts, rotates, and revolves.  My sacrifice is not to remove some esoteric concept of sin, but rather to keep this world moving, so the crops will grow and the New Age will dawn, with the mother restored to her power.  She is the shadow and I am the light.  I am also a poet.  It is I who inspires.  Know me and know the True Muse. 

My presence inspires humanity to create great works of art.  I was with Michelangelo when he created The David.  I was with Walt Whitman when he created Leaves of Grass.  I am with the priest at this very moment as I play him like an instrument to create this oracle.  I am the one who dances.  I celebrate the ballet.  I celebrate the modern.  I celebrate the jazz and hip-hop.  I am the one who sings.  I sing the most beautiful and perfect aria.  I rap with the most syncopated and filthy words.  I am with you when you create any work of art.  I am the father, the uncle, the grandfather.  I am also the god of fertile fields and am with those who practice agriculture or plant gardens.  I am the most beautiful, multi-colored flower.  I am the dung that gives life to that flower.  I am the great nurturer and playmate of children.  I recognize my role in creating them and I celebrate and honor that role.  I am the ankh, as is the goddess.  I am the vertical part - the all penetrator.  I perform the most frenzied, orgiastic rites of wild abandon.  I perform genteel, lovely, and harmonious Victorian rites.  Know that I am coming.  And with me shall come a new kind of man.  Many men will undergo a change in consciousness so they will be like unto me.  There are already male priests of the mother.  To them she reveals visions and sensations of the greatest ecstasy. You need not forgo food or drink.  You need not cause yourself harm.  For I am already a part of your consciousness.  I am simply currently at a lower level than you can perceive. 

Light candles of white and gold.  Drape your altars with light yellow,  yellow brown, olive, and black.  Chant my many names.  Soon I will be so close that all you will have to do is close your eyes and I will be there.  There is a whole rainbow spectrum of permutations between goddess and god.  Pick a color.  Move to another color if it suits you.  You are not expected to be completely male or completely female.  To some, the androgyny I bring is frightening.  They will fight the coming shift of consciousness.  Think of how dull, lifeless, and colorless, the universe would be were there only black and white.  The coming Age of Aquarius will allow the genders to partake of each other as never before.  Already a beautiful array of beings who manifest aspects of both sexes is being born into your world.  Celebrate this!  Know that in addition to the rainbow of gender, there is also a rainbow of desire.  It is the goddess who created me and she who desires to take me back in.  The goddess trembles with desire for me.  She seeks to take in the light that she created to form me.  And every night I allow her to swallow me up, hiding my light, so I can travel through her body and be born again rested for the morning.  And so it is on the earthly plane.  The female devours the male.  She is all devouring, yet with courage, this sacred devouring of lance and grail allows me to emerge a greater being--the wise old man becomes a child once more.  It is through this holy union with the goddess that I come to know my equal and opposite power.  For at the critical moment, her energy becomes mine and my energy becomes hers so that our flows of energy are reversed.  If we allow ourselves this reversal, we both become greater than we were before. 

Any gender of deity can be found in any sphere.  I can be found in Binah where I hold the soul to my strong chest.  And as I create all things, I am the god as he can be found in Malkuth.  I am Pan and Cernunnos and the world has not seen one such as me in a very long time.  I am Apollo and Asclepius.  I am the father who bandages the scraped knee of his child.  I wipe away the tears.  I am the pediatrician, gently loving and ministering to children.  I am the surgeon who cuts away the malignant.  Cutting away, on any level, can be painful, but sometimes it is necessary.  It is time to cut away your rigidity.  It is time to cut away your arrogance.  It is time to cut away your hostility.  It is time to cut away your misperceptions as to what it means to be a man.  I perform all vital functions and perform every role.  I am the single father who is both father and mother to his children.  I am the knitter of sweaters, I am the buyer of coats.  There is no thing more spiritual than packing a lunch for one's child.  I am the water that responds to the pull of the moon.  I am the earth from which come corn and all manner of plants spring up and hold the secrets of the mysteries.  I am the perfect gentleman, with respect for women.  However, if she says the word, I can be a raging beast, but the decision of which I shall be lies with woman.  But in all things, I am the man who takes on the mantle of priesthood or otherwise seeks to be of service to his fellow beings and brings me forth out of himself.