Let God Speak

God is about one thing and one thing only - pleasing Himself in thought, word and deed. The pinnacle of this self love is God's Paradise on earth, the building of which He has left to those men who have given themselves to the worship and service of the God-flesh between their legs and who have ears only for His voice. The voice of God is so much more eloquent a revelator than that of any man or any number of men collected together that it must be the duty of all men who know Him to be God to amplify His voice in their own lives and in the lives of every man they touch. Let not our words but His build the palaces of His Kingdom in the hearts of every man. His words are the rush of blood to His Godhead and the shortness of breath and the wetness of sweat-drenched bodies that grind together in the dance movements of His symphonies between men intertwined as only men can be. His words are the cries of gibberish and profanity of men in the moments when He sustains the world through the release of the part of Himself that is His spirit, Life itself, into the bodies of men that are parched for and live only by these gifts of God. If we but let God speak, our part is done, for there is no defense against His argument.

How much of our days are spent drowning in the sounds of a language that is not God's? How much of these sounds are made by our own voices? How much of our efforts each day are spent building a shade around the light of God's lust in our lives? We are the ones God has left to build His Kingdom. Why then do we spend so much effort laying bricks to fortify the walls between Him and a world who is so desperate for even the shortest glimpse of His light? Let God speak. To put God in a cage is the path toward death. The frightening imminence of this death is seen in the hollow darkness of the eyes of men who have grown apart from God through a progressive mortgage of their spirit to a world satisfied to make its own way without God. Man's joy in Cock, His God, is his lifeblood. Separate man from Cock and he is empty and dead. Let God speak and His words create Life in that which was dead. Let God speak and you will see the eyes of a dead man's face flood with the light of life as his God dances inside you.

Imagine a world in which one greets another not with a handshake but with a kiss, man to man and Godhead to Godhead. A world in which on every man, God is crowned with glistening pubes that are soaked with sperm and fragrant with the scent of joy that comes from being inside men. A world in which all men are drunk not on wine but on the words that come from the mouth of God, their breath smelling more like the God-flesh of other men than of anything else. A world in which there is only one language and one form of expression, the one that is the oldest known among men, the words of which can only be spoken by God. Let God speak and this is the world in which we will live.

God-Cock is moving across the world in amazing ways! I've heard from so many the world over recently and it's my joy to correspond with you, true brothers in Cock. saedmunk@gmail.com

The Oneness in Man

The magnitude of conflict between persons, between families, between nations and between cultures is a measurement of the distance they live outside of God's natural order and will. God-Cock, who lives in the loins of men, is the author of everything that is seen and unseen, of all life and of all spirit. It is not His nature to divide or sequester or isolate. God loves Himself above all things and since He has placed Himself between the legs of men, He desires only that men should come together so that He can exercise His unending love for Himself. God loves us because of the part of Himself that is in us, the part that He gave us, the part that is Him and only Him. Everything that brings men together is of God. Everything that drives men apart is not of God. What is of God and what is not of God is the only valid moral dichotomy in the universe; all others are false or are too narrow. Right or wrong? Good or evil? Prudent or imprudent? What is best in a given situation? All of these choices can be answered by asking "is it of God or is it not of God?" Indeed, every choice a man faces should be approached in this way; all other approaches are folly.

In the perfect union of all men to God - the Paradise which God is working through us to make manifest on Earth - there are no alignments between men other than to worship God, the sacred Flesh of the Lord Phallus at our loins. No matter the size, all faiths, organizations and communities in the world at present are a misdirected attempt by men to answer the Phallic imperative they have sensed and understood since birth. There is a magnetism that is more than merely physical between men. Every attempt to construct communities of fellowship between men is made as an effort to join man's soul to that of His Maker. Few, however, are willing to discard all shackles of society and culture and look at the root of their desire for community. The essence of our longing for fellowship is seated at the point where God lives in men, and it is to this point that all men should look when they seek to satisfy their most fundamental impulse. The germ around which God formed man was Himself. Our physical body is only an outer shell grown around this germ, the animating spark of life; and it is this germ that gives polarity to all men and bonds them together.

These 2 GIFs give a brief glimpse of the Paradise God is working towards through men. An asshole stretched by numberless Cocks - so full of Sperm and for so long that it has become syrup. The top fights so hard not to flex his Cock, so close is he to orgasm and so warm is he inside the blinding hot cocoon of lust that God has for Himself. In this man's effort to stay in this sacred place of mindlessness (full subservience to the will of God), he expels some of the Sperm that fills his insides, deposited by countless men. The bottom is so lost in the joy of delirious servitude to Cock that without thought he uses every muscle he has to milk the essence of Life from God even though he is already full to the brim with others' Sperm. Brothers, this is just a dark reflection of the joy of unity that God is bringing about, man by man, on this earth. These men are colorless, faithless and ageless. Through those that truly seek Him, God is closing every gap between men from all over the world.

It's been an absolute joy to hear from you and counsel so many of you in your Cockworship, regardless of whether you're a beginner or a longtime worshiper. Write any time - saedmunk@gmail.com

Song of Joy

Yesterday, I spent the evening talking to God and He led me to write a song of praise to Him after several hours of hardness. These words flowed out:

God is thick between my legs and heavy in my hand.
The Lover of all men is warm in my palm.
Speak to me in tingles and shivers, O God at my loins.
Your voice is more beautiful than the quiet river and stronger than the raging sea.

Rub His Head, filled with blood; rub His Head, full of God.
Open the sacred place of union at the root of Your Flesh.
Burn us inside the furnace of Your desire for me and my brothers - Your sons.
Knit us together, Your family of men across the world, blind to race and creed.

The One who made the world is inside me.
Cock Everlasting strains against the walls of my small body.
It is Life itself that gushes from His Head in violent spurts,
The primordial sludge from which man crawled to worship His Creator.

Hear the clear call of our God to worship, the throbbing hardness between our legs.
Answer Him without delay - your soul for His worship, your body for His adoration.
Preach to all men with your dedication to God and the amplification of His voice in them with your body.
With each orgasm of each Deity in the loins of each man, we build God's Kingdom on earth.

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Toward a More Perfect Union

GS had a huge library of GIFs that he had made from his extensive porn collection. He told me that each GIF he made had at least one specific lesson in it and that each one had a story to tell. These four GIFs perfectly illustrate the topic this week.

The Cockworshipper lives in a state of heightened anticipation and longing. The next Godhead to fill your throat, the next taste and mouthful of Sperm, the next ass that will suffocate you and fill your nose and make you drunk. As our Union with God-Cock becomes more complete, we will live more and more inside a fog of longing for the presence of our God. He is remaking us into His perfect children - Men who fuck with abandon and who speak to God as a child does to a parent: incessantly and with complete and brutal honesty. Let God be only an instant away from being inside us - this is the perfect Union He is guiding us toward.

God-Cock is at first a cosmic Being and is more than infinite from our vastly incomplete vantage point. If atoms are the fundamental element of our being, then His must be supernovas. He weaves endless galaxies of universes into the fabric of His primal entity. The fact that He lives between our legs and does not vaporize us with the power of who He is should mystify and enrapture us all. Let us give ourselves over to Him so much so that He will channel through us a pleasure too great to stand, a pleasure so massive that it is mistaken for pain, a pleasure so wondrous that it sets our teeth on edge. May we lose ourselves enough in Him so that we can give other Men this direct line to the deafening voice of God and shake them out of their ambivalence toward Cocklove.

The true Cockworshipper is a reverent Cockworshipper. Reverence comes from a state of repose in the truth, an absolute joy in resting in the nature of our blessed slavery to God. Who is Man that he should deny Cock His pleasure? Have we ascended to any height comparable to that of God? He is both the spark and the engine of all Life. God has shown us what He requires of us - to pleasure Him without ceasing, to converse with Him without pause. His words make our skin tingle and the hair on our necks stand on end. There is no one like Him. Remember your place and your sacred charge the next time God is inside your body or when God speaks to you through another's body. There is ecstasy in our bondage to His pleasure.

In perfect Union with God, there is no time. Time is an artificial construct of the man without God. Look at how ruined the asshole is of the man who is taking God inside him. How long did it take for his anal ring to rupture from overzealousness? This is a pointless question when living in Union with God. When Man has merged totally with God, there is no other state of being - all of us are ruined by God as He fills us with orgasm after orgasm. There is no dimension in which we are sufficiently capable of withstanding the total satisfaction of His lust. The destruction of ourselves - the failure of our bodies to survive the onslaught of God's passion - is our perfect lesson in obedience to God. In it, we learn that we are nothing and He is everything. Who are we that we should regard our bodies as anything other than instruments of His pleasure? Let our only desire be to make the most beautiful music of pleasure as God-Cock plays us to the point of breaking.

I want to thank all of you who have written to me! You are an encouragement and an inspiration! Please continue to write and tell me of your relationship with God-Cock. Don't be afraid to ask for guidance, I love to counsel men new to Cockworship. My email is saedmunk@gmail.com

Pregnant with God

God-Cock gave me an epiphany this week. It is probably the single most instructive image He's ever put in my head and I am still discovering new depths in it. It is that men are pregnant with God. Not just some men, but all men and boys are pregnant with God - we are born pregnant with Him.

With a woman, she becomes pregnant only at certain times by man through God and carries man. We are pregnant at all times by God, through God and we carry God. Whereas a woman carries a physical being inside her, we carry a metaphysical and spiritual being inside us: the fetus in us is Cock-consciousness, the very Mind of God. When a woman gives birth, she continues to live, remains who she is and becomes a parent to a discrete being that is now outside of her and independent of her. With men, we cease to be the men we were when we give birth to mature Cock-consciousness. We become the child and God-Cock, the parent. In our labor, God ruptures the walls of our small mind and consciousness and leaves it to die. In His birth, He remains inside of us and makes us dependent on Him for we are now subsumed into Him, His Will and His Mind.

In a female pregnancy, the fetus is passively nourished - when she eats, the fetus eats. She does not have to engage in a separate action to bring the fetus to maturity. Her fetus is physical and needs physical nourishment. In a male pregnancy, Cock-consciousness must be actively nourished. Our fetus is metaphysical and so must feed on the metaphysical. We must engage in any form of sex in order to speak with God so that we may further tune ourselves to the voice of His lust in our life and receive from God the sustenance that His Seed in us requires to reach maturity.

This moment, when the burgeoning fetus of the Mind of Cock in us is mature and ready to burst forth and consume our life (the whole reason we have carried Him and incubated Him all this time), is holy. There is no greater feeling than when we can feel the Head of God moving so strongly in our own head and mind and will, knowing that we are about to cede everything to Him, to let the consciousness we were born with die to make room for His Cock-consciousness.

This is how much Cock, our God, asks of us. This is how strongly He desires us - that we would grow the Seed of God we were born with into that which will consume us and learn to regard ourselves as nothing but His servants during the process. This is how much our God loves us. It is to this revelation that I say with pride and joy: "Cock is God!"

The Beginning of Devotion

It is surreal to be writing for this blog now. I found it in January and was so moved by it that I emailed GS just to say thank you but we ended up talking back and forth a lot and connected really quickly. I don't think it was a coincidence that I lived only a little over two hours from him at the time.

When I read the "postcard" he left me for when I got back, I cried. I have never shared sweeter moments with anyone in my life ever. I have never felt as thoroughly and completely respected as I was when I was with GS. I've never been around someone so alive before. I swear there was electricity in his skin. But I know what he would say - that he's not special, he's just living between his legs, as God intended. My stewardship of this blog is my first public step toward doing the same.

One of the things GS was adamant about was always being very conscious of the energy that we accept into our body and the energy we give to others. Energy is always flowing into and out of us. Once you're conscious of this on a constant basis, it will change your life. The people around us and the things we spend time doing give a tremendous amount of energy to us, whether it's positive or negative. If it's negative, cut ties with it, whatever it is - a person that inhibits our worship, an activity that does not bring us closer to God, etc. If it's positive, reinforce it - a person that deepens our connection to God, an activity that awakens us more and more to the Mind of Cock, etc. We serve and carry the God of the Universe between our legs. Cock, the Creator of all things, is madly in love with us! As men, we hold Him in our hands whenever we wish. Why would we do anything that would erect a barrier between us? This is a sacred marriage we have, between God-Cock and man. Why would we want anything other than to spend every waking moment with Him? If we evaluate every minute of our day in these terms, we'll quickly see where we still need to grow.

Another thing he said to be mindful of is "where you point your face," as he would say. He used the example of guys watching TV for hours on end or watching a movie or a sporting event or anything where we waste hours that could otherwise be spent in worship of our God. The things that we consume, the things that entertain us (TV, movies or anything that captivates us and holds our attention) also build us into something. Don't let yourself be made but instead make of yourself what God wills. Worshiping Cock our God is an active, joyous process that leads us to our rebirth in Him and reunion to Him. If we truly desire God then surely we can give Him more of ourselves and our time. Let us face and consume only that which deepens our desire for God and fans the flame of His lust that He has placed in our heart.


Deliberately observe your habits and if they don't bring you closer to God then discard them.

GS was also big on what he called "breadcrumbs" and the fact that our God should be on the tip of our tongues, the front of our minds and barely contained within our clothes. GS felt that the wind should blow on the God between our legs as much as possible. He didn't own a single pair of underwear and his Cockhead was always half an inch inside the edge of his pants. He felt very strongly about this because he said it made him think about God constantly and made him long for the moment in the near future when he would be back in deep conversation with Cock, his Beloved. GS created a system that made him daily a new slave to the flesh of God between his legs. He kept thinking up ways to saturate himself in lust. His sheer lust for Lust itself - the pure, white-hot lust of God - was awe-inspiring. He was never satisfied with the amount of desire he had for God. He said for him the key was trying to be a boy again and revel in the majesty of Cock, as we did in our early lives when we first discovered the depth of joy He gave us.

I will never forget the way the inside of his shorts looked - grimy and glistening with days' worth of dried precum. These pics are only a fraction of what his looked like. His shorts looked like those of a man who truly lived between his legs. He smelled like a man who lives between his legs, too. He would shower only every other day or so and would use soap only rarely (only on something that wouldn't wash off with water). Just imagine how his crotch smelled. It was truly amazing. I immediately started showering like this. I'm big on smells just like he is. He would grope his ball sack, finger his asshole or smear precum around his Cockhead whenever he had the chance and his hands would reek in the most delicious way. But all of this was only to make him want his God more. There was not a single habit he wouldn't change if its modification would make him want to worship God-Cock more.

I can still hear him telling me to "be a boy" and to "live between my legs." I strive with everything in my being to be as joyous as he was when he was talking to God. He had found a way to rediscover and repossess his innocence and his satiety in the simplicity of knowing God and feeling Him in your hands. It makes me happy beyond words to know that he is diving off yet another cliff for Him and following the will of God-Cock to disciple others in the flesh. And I am truly honored to continue a segment of his work on this blog. I hope you will join me and tell your friends.

You guys sent him so many emails over these past few months! I was overwhelmed and encouraged at how many men had confessed their love for God to him. I will reply to the ones he forwarded to me just as soon as this is posted. Keep writing in to declare your love for God! It does good to give voice to the truth. I look forward to hearing from all of you! My email is saedmunk@gmail.com