Mountin Maid
From XFamily - Children of God
Contents
History
David Berg's poem, Mountin Maid! was first published by the Children of God in 1971. It was later distributed to the general public, including elementary school students, in an illustrated tract format with a slightly different title. In 1973, the Milford (Ohio) School District banned the Children of God from distributing Mountin Maid and other publications on its campuses and the district superintendent told the Lancaster Eagle Gazzette that the poem was "salacious" and "lewd." On February 18, 1974, Time Magazine published a short review:
The information center for the Children of God today is London. But Leader Moses David stays as elusive as Howard Hughes, making contact with the members only in his weekly epistles called "Mo Letters" and through what might be described as fundamentalist pornography. Berg's poem Mountin' Maid, for instance, is 300 lines of awful doggerel urging women to bare their breasts. Sample line: Can't we leave those summits bare Without all that underwear?
Time Magazine: Children of Doom — 1974-02-18
In 2000, Stephen Kent noted that:
After the group departed from California and travelled across the continent (ending up at Camp Laurentide in Quebec), Berg increasingly justified forms of nudity among his followers (Kent and Mytrash interview with Whitt, 1989, p.7). In the Texas Soul Clinic camp (from February 1970 to September 1971 [Davis with Davis, 1984, p.97]), Berg required women to go braless, undoubtedly borrowing the idea from a contemporaneous trend within the women's movement (see Morrison and Holden, 1973). His December 27, 1970 poem, however, "Mountin' Maid!" (note the sexual allusion), gives no indication that Berg's braless policy was designed as a political statement against "the body politic" as was the women's movement action. His own sexual fantasies and preferences form the only basis for the poem...[quoted lines redacted] The poem continues in this vein for a total of 301 lines (see also Richardson and Davis, 1983, p. 412).
Source: Lustful Prophet: A Psychosexual Historical Study of the Children of God's Leader, David Berg — CULTIC STUDIES JOURNAL Volume 11 No. 2 (1994): 135-188
Mountin Maid!
DISCLAIMER: Publications by The Family are archived here for educational purposes. The content is occasionally sexually explicit, offensive or promotive of criminal acts and we collect them to document their existence and wording but do not condone the points of view or activities. Original spelling, grammar, and style have been preserved where possible.
- Download full illustrated tract (PDF, 511KB)
"MOUNTIN MAID!"--MO December 27, 1970 GP N0.240
--Inspired by contemplations in Israel
Copyright © December 1970 by The Children of God P.O. Box 31, London WC2E 7LX, England or GPO Box 3141, San Juan, Puerto Rico 00936
A Dissertation on Mountain Peaks: --A Mountain Climber's Odyssey!
I am for the mini-blouse Or the see-through at my house She is such a lovely thing! To her mounts I love to cling! I'm a mountain' man, my Honey! Give me mountains for my money! Though I oft explore her cave It's on her mountains that I rave! Let those mountains be more visible And their clothing more divisible! Then they would be safer far If you'd leave those gates ajar! To reveal her scenic beauty Is your Godly given duty! Clear away that underbrush And their praise you cannot hush! Down with front retaining walls Beauty hidden is what galls! Away deceit--hypocrisy! Truth unveil for all to see! Lift men's minds from out the gutter And her praises they will utter! Raise their eyes unto her hills And you'll cure neurotic ills! T'would increase their hopes to hail Beauteous heights without the veil! You can now her valley fathom Far above her lower chasm! Clear the undergrowth away For that smell of new-mown hay! Undergirding, pillared column-- You can have your clothing solemn! Flying buttress, deep crevasse, There is nothing like her ass! But I'll show you something better For a real attention-getter! Set your mind on things above That deep cavern that you love! When I show my lovely miss Which is why I'm writing this. I prefer the top to bottom: Brother, she has really got'em! The bottomless is not amiss, But topless heights I like to kiss! Can't have one without the other, Like a babe without its mother. 'Bove the bottomless abyss Stand the mountains you can't miss! It's each peak so fascinating, Makes my Love so titillating! If you'd view ecstatic wonder Tits like hers can make hearts thunder! Top to bottom I'm no stranger But I thrill to mountains' danger! Top to bottom can be seen Undulating curves between-- Up and down her tiny crater Heaves and sighs whene'er I mate'er! Her volcano off explodes When we love in our abodes! It's a holy hole indeed And within I leave my seed. Topless, midless, anywhere, But for bottomless I don't care! Lest we fall too far therein And those peaks we ne'er unpin! Twin peaks draped with fleecy cloud Very thin and not too loud-- Billowy colour, not deep snow Lest her lovely lines won't show! Deep soft snow, howe'er you shape, Will never cause us males to gape! Natural pinpoints, clever cleft That is all that we want left! Unless she is some old crone, Can't you leave those peaks alone? Can't we leave those summits bare Without all that underwear? If snow is needed, let it fall Down within her garden Wall! For this padding I don't care! I prefer my mountains bare Not obscured or capped with snow! For such trappings I don't go! Let mountains rise o'er foliage too, With timberline below the dew To coverings I have objections! I like to view the real projections! Must you think it all so rude To naturally let her protrude? To fondle her resplendent beauty Is our precious pressing duty! If support is sometimes needed, Let those peaks be unimpeded! Buffer bulwarks from below But leave mountain peaks to show! Weight not down nor hide the top! All this hiding's gotta stop! Lofty shoulder, rolling field, Let those headlands be revealed! Arms extended full of grace No more hidden than her face! If warmth is needed ere betrothed, Let her peaks be lightly clothed: Furry creature, woolly flock, Loosely wrapped about her smock, Easy drawn aside by hand Of the shepherd of her land. When the summer sun doth shine And in heat her fires refine, Quickly melts her fallen snow And cascading it will go With the warmth of summer love Baring mountain tops above! Like the fleecy misty cloud Just with vapour her enshroud! Filmy vapours only flow From above to vales below! Only bright and shining tresses Top our mountain maiden's dresses! Accent all her naked beauty With less on our nudie cutie! She's a beauty with them on Beauty's self when robes are gone! Don't conceal her points of int'rest! Nature's course with clothes thou hind'rest! Flowers nestle in her hair 'Twined in hollows here and there Circling round the tower above All proclaim her joy of love! Craft displays her lovely wares Only please the one who cares! Custom or conformity And artificiality Clothe her in hypocrisy Never let her hidden be! Methinks there'd be far less desire To ravish her on lust's cruel fire In man's relentless exploration If viewed with open admiration Her pleasing beauty clearly seen Would satisfy his sexy spleen! No need to strip what God created Nor herself be violated Open view could satisfy Ardent longings of his eye! Nudeness thrills her thankful viewers Only look and be not doers! Else she might end on the skewers Of whose strength goes down the sewers! You don't wonder what's beneath Heavy snow or wooded wreath, All is there for all to see Mountains' magic majesty! With each lovely rise and fall Breath of Spring and nature's call! Wonders of our God's creation Defy man's imagination! No need imagine here their form Stark reality is borne 'Fore the eyes of mortal men Naught is hidden from their ken! With more truth and honesty Viewers could possessors be! Insatiable curiosity Lust for new discovery Need not strip this pretty maid It's already been displayed! Only lower parts need hide, Upper ones seen far and wide! Need not lust to rend her veil See her now you could not fail Need not dream what lies beyond For all barriers are gone! Fantasy doth hide and tease But undress doth only please! Fascination doth explore Man insists on seeing more! But when rid of all false pride She has little more to hide! Strip those bare necessities! Show those nude realities! Methinks such open revelation Tempers tantalised temptation All is now both known and seen There is nothing in between! Evil quests for the unknowns But her beauty she enthrones! She doth no more her viewers taunt Beyond her garden wall to vaunt To trespass on her property For all is there so plain to see! They're not piqued to push their way Thru' foliage dense to see what lay Beyond the hedge nor o'er the wall For all lies bare at beck and call! Why should I climb my neighbour's fence When he's not barred my view from thence! For now I have no need to tread And trespass to his lady's bed Nor climb her mounds for better look Whilst all is clear as in a book! For naught lies now 'twixt me and thine To gaze upon thy lovely vine I need but cast a casual glance And pass her way with naught askance! I go upon my merry way I've seen the entire scene today! With treasured mem'ry homeward bound To climb upon my own young mound! No need to prey and to offend, This openness I recommend! You need not honour sacrifice Just let man's open view suffice! For oftentimes such wall and hedge But aggravate, I do allege, And signs that say, "Do not trespass!" The more provoke to see, alas! Where if you'd not obstruct the view I'd be the more obliged to you! Let's have no hiding hedges now, Nor warding walls, to this we vow! 'Twere better far for us to share Our lovely view of pretties bare Than hide for us alone to see In selfishness and privacy! So let them look in fancy free Upon your female bon beautie! Instead of tempting to trespass, Let's have a look at you, fair lass! For to look we all are prone-- Just let us see and leave alone! For if all men are just like me We like to view our wonders free! We don't want to bother you, We just want to see the view! We'll then pass to other scene Content with what we've only seen. Methinks 'twere better to unveil These hidden beauties ere they pale And let be seen to all enjoy So that their loveliness may cloy And let be shared by every eye To lessen wont to steal and lie And trespass on some mountain peak The news of which is bound to leak! Let's tread our own and not another's Or we may have too many mothers! And so we'll gladly share our own And hope to view our neighbour's zone! We'll be most happy to display Our property that others may Enjoy the view that we can see Of all her pretties well as we! Methinks this rule be better far And in such way the fashion bar Of crude display of coarse crevasse By some near unskirted lass! That tempteth men with low desire To plumb her depths beneath with spire! Or else be nigh repulsed with spasm By sinking sight of stinking chasm! So lift your eyes unto the hills And set your thoughts on rocks and rills And keep your mind on things above And let your heart be filled with love! Let's hope for nobler, loftier scene And lower parts from mankind screen! Let's have top, midriff revealed Not bottomless abyss unsealed! I guess I'll take what I can get! Enjoy each view, that you can bet! For there are those who'd plant a kiss Upon each passing friendly miss And if you'd show a friendly nipple they 'd kiss that too without a ripple! They'd satisfy the bearer too As each new mountain heaved in view, And they'd not stop, but ask for more Until they've made of you a whore Give you a parting friendly squeeze Leave you with nothing but a sneeze! So let the barers thus beware Of other bold ones that would dare Imbed the distaff of their pride In virgin soil beyond the tide! Some dauntless might desire for more And daily dream to you explore To claim some new discovery And leave it will posterity! So you watch out, my maiden fair! For if you choose to beauties bare Don't let some drag you to their lair And plant that distaff you know where! Be on the lookout for each knave Who'd leave his mark within your cave! Please save the touching for your own If you want mounts for him alone!
