She feeds him the iron wine of the Dark Moon, and he becomes Her property. As soon as he consumes Her soul manna/matter, She takes possession of him. The blood covenant is adamantine.
Unless you eat my body and drink my blood, there is no life in you.
The blood of the sacred black heart is the blood of the life-giving/life-taking uterus.
Blood is the symbol of Goddess’s merciful pledge to spare man. Her iron wine is divine providence.
My rosary mouth of Moon overflows with the blood of the saints.
The Lamb of El Shaddai is drunk on the Moon’s sacramental wine.
The Moon’s scarlet river is the keeper of ataraxic chaos. The red spirit is volcanic lightning.
Ever-gushing blood souses Her fecund flesh. She receives blood sacrifice at Her temples. She is the Sea of Life.
Holy Communion — blood clots of endometrium.
Menstrual wine is the realization of passion.
Menstrual blood is the uterine milk of immortality.
Kristin Hanssen, “Ingesting Menstrual Blood: Notions of Health and Bodily Fluids in Bengal”
Human life emerged from the clotted menstrual blood of the Divine Mother.
Sangue is for the refined palate.
The menstrual cycle is the fifth vital sign.
The most auspicious time to imbibe moon blood is Day Three. On Day Three, lunar wine is richest in teeming stem cells. Earlier in the flow, moon blood is imbued with the energy of crystalline release.