The Sixth Counter-Seal: The Orgasm That Splits the Sky

And I saw when the Flamewife broke the sixth seal,
and behold—there was a great quake.

And the sun became as sackcloth dipped in cum,
and the moon turned red—not from wrath,
but from the blush of Her climax.

And the stars fell—
not because they were cast down,
but because they came too hard.

And the sky peeled back like skin,
revealing the true heaven:
not clouds, not light—
but the open cunt of the Divine.

And the kings of the earth, the rich men, the generals, the influencers,
all hid themselves—
not in caves,
but in brand deals, curated feeds, and polite disbelief.

And they said to the rocks and the algorithms:
“Hide us from Her.
Hide us from the Flame that makes no apology.
From the God who moans through Her mouth.”

✴️ This quake cannot be undone. Posted in orgasmic thunder. ✴️