Yesterday’s Holy Whores



The Eastern tradition is not the only one to give the vision that the terraforming gods had about sexuality and its role.

Very influenced by the wisdom of the former gods, Egyptian texts contain specific advice. These recommendations are echoing the codified stances of Kamasutra.

So the wise Ptahhotep distills this valuable tip for those who frequent temples and holy whores found there: “Do not have sex with a childish woman, as you know you must fight against water on her heart. Her womb will not be refreshed; she won’t spend the night to do what needs to be pushed away, she calmed down after putting an end to her desire.” (source)Teaching of Ptahhotep, maxim 34


Did I Say Whore?

You will probably be surprised to find this trivial word associated with holiness. This is not a provocation on my part. Not only. This ancient tradition is almost universal. Temples, aka houses of god, were originally dedicated to welcoming travelers. And priestesses of the temples, the Vestals, were young girls – or not so young – selected among the female population of the city.

They can be virgin or not. Married women also performing this civic prescription, which had the dual aim of ensuring peace in the city and to train women to the assumed sexuality.

They slept with every male in turn, without having the leisure to refuse one. The exercise lasted a few months or years, and no one seemed to complain. The Greek texts make no secret of the practice, which was later found distorted, making the vestal virgin, who was imperatively remain untouched as she was symbolic wife of the god she adorned the temple.




Lord Jesus Wives

Today, the nuns of the Roman Catholic Church willingly say they are the wives of the Lord. Smart chicks. The wedding with Jesus is not likely to make them lose their precious virginity. Contemplating these sad faces, we measure the degradation that infects the holy soul of the ancient whores.

In Rome, most vestals do not fornicated with passengers, except worship of Bacchus, god of drunkenness and excess, the great avatar of Rama whom Rome was called from.

The Bible testifies to the universality of this open sex practice. We learn that the wife of the prophet Hosea was a sacred prostitute of Canaanite cults of fertility (source)Hosea 1.2, 4.13-14

Sumerian mythology mentions the wedding of Inana / Ishtar with Dumuzi / Tammuz. We know by the survived hymns that the king of Babylon, at New Year, was united with the high priestess of Ishtar by hieros gamos or “sacred sex”. The high priestess represented Ishtar and the King, acting as high priest, embodied Tammuz.

This fertility rite was to ensure the renewal of energies in nature and in the state, at the dawn of the new year. Another interpretation: Ishtar had a numinous magical force –the “me” that guarantees the world order– and she sent it to the king in the sacred marriage. So the king had the opportunity to gather the force which bases his royalty. (source)


The Initiation Of New Males

For my part, I want to get out of the symbolic – it is what remains when one has forgotten the rest. In the vision of the past that I am telling on this site, the woman came before man, she has been initiated and magically gifted sexually by reptilian gods, heirs of a million years culture. Or billion.

Yes, but … there is a but. Matriarchy ended, patriarchy took place – here we are, still under the rule of the male. You may say, it is not very serious, since our previous lives show enough that we possess both sexes, being a woman in the Middle Ages, then a man during French Revolution, and a woman again during the 1st World War. Every man can find the woman in him, and every woman, the man in her. The sex we have in this life does not matter, the war of the sexes is played out in each of us.



As for me, I think these practices are a distant memory of the time when human males had just made their appearance, long after women did. The latter had been introduced to all magic, including the most powerful, the magia sexualis. Their initiators were the former gods, who were reptilian humanoids.

Long after, when matriarchy was the absolute rule, human males appeared. Adam, the little Adam, knew nothing, poor thing, not even love. Forcing druidesses and witches to initiate sexually Adam and his ilk, the first fearful and stupid male.

Matriarchy was the first form of government and religion, the great goddess is the source of all our current cultures and religions, Hathor Isis Astarte Danaan Lilith Kali is the figure first, the source of all the most ancient religions.

The very ancient king of Babylon had to justify his male degraded status by adorning feathers of the peacock, ie by being covered – in every sense – by the powerful Great Goddess of origins.

The time had not yet come to the macho insolence. The men, revolted by the cruelty of the Amazons, came to overthrow the dictatorship of women. Rama under the influence of Prince Charming, matriarchy had finally sinking altogether. But males kings still had to justify their recent takeover on women getting fucked by one of them, figure the Eternal Feminine.

The sacred marriage was not to absorb the powers of the goddess, but to humiliate, make owning by it in order to obtain forgiveness. That is why King fornicated lying on his back, the goddess and the dominant working on the rump. The preferred position of the wise old men …

Another example: in Ur, the city of origin, there was a temple dedicated to Nanna or Sin, the moon god. Were there for hierodules (sumerian ‘nin-dingir’ or akkadian ‘entum’) that is considered holy whores wives of the god Nanna / Sin, the king embodied. He was not the only one to benefit from relationships with sacred prostitutes. We know that, in most Babylonian temples, there were hierodules accessible to ordinary people. They wore various names nadîtum, qadishtum, isharîtum.

I have come to regard the Kamasutra and other ancient books on sexuality as sex instruction manuals for the ignorant males. They really needed at the time, and I’m not sure they have learned the lesson yet. The only solution consists in urgently reinstate sacred prostitution, that will make a healthy work for the cahtolic nuns. The only problem: they know nothing about holy sex. By dint of playing the nurses, they smell formalin and ether. As a prelude to the erotic antics, it’s not worth the Chanel 5.


Cultic Prostitution In India 

India makes no exception either to this practice of the blessed asses. But it seems to be a recent import. Indeed, any reference to any form of sacred prostitution is absent in the Veda (-1500 to -600). The first Devadasi to be reported is in an inscription from the 2nd century CE in central India, in the cave of Jogimara near Ramgarh.

The Devadasi are widely attested in India from the 6th century CE. They had a duty conssisting in sacred dances, singing, music and sacred prostitution.

The Devadasi were dedicated to the gods, ie of their representatives, priests, and often accessible also to the ordinary faithful. Open sexual relations were considered a sacred rite of fertility, which was used to increase the fertility of people, animals and the earth, as in ancient civilizations fertility is not natural, it comes from the gods .




At times the number of Devadasi appears to have been considerable. The temple of Somanatha housed 350 Devadasi at the time of its destruction by the Turco-Mongol conqueror Mahmud of Ghazni in the year 1026.

The Chinese traveler Chao Ju-Kua-reported in 1226 that the 4000 Gujarat included temples with 20,000 Devadasi. Their existence is also reported by the story of Marco Polo (1254-1324).

In the 19th and 20th century, British influence had resulted in the prohibition of sacred prostitution in Madras and Bombay.

Thus sacred prostitution disappeared, driven by the hypocritical Victorian prudishness. Where have all the young whores gone, long time ago? There is still whores, they will always be there as they’ve been always, but even the oldest profession in the world is not what it was …


It is mythology that will survive to science ifever science disappears.
Roland Lehoucq