Introduction, Abduction, Dematerialization!

My painting of our Lord Thanatos, the archetypal Vortex of

timeless Death, and En-trance into the Netherworld of

GODS, who oversee our apotheosis into Alien beings.

A BLACK HOLE INTO WHOLENESS!

My Journey Through The Underworld, 25 to 65.

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Of every morn I relax into the Netherworld,

into Salt of the earth, my Observer observed;

past three language modes of lower elements:

airy ideation, watery emotion, earthen instincts.

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Many others intuit this Black Hole below mind,

like a deep deepression of the deathly kind;

a spiralling vortex into seeming no-thing-ness!

My first observation was id and ego resistence.

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At just 25 it was endarkening and mysterious,

causing high anxiety and alien panic attacks;

I was curious and decided to take the plunge,

to enter this En-trance instead of medication.

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Slowly I learned to relax, die and even explore,

this Event Horizon and eternally Open Door;

like Death it devoured my material substratum,

the matrix of earth, water and airy thinking!

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Now, at 65, all the anxiety and fear is gone,

I relax without reactions, dramas or concerns;

into the fiery Netherworld of the Neters there,

the higher GODS I met like Thanatos and Aether.

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They are all archetypal and timeless Entities,

such powerful Forces of destructive creativity;

just being in their Alien Presence is terrifying,

inSightful, uplifting, but also dematerializing!

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After Thanatos and Aether I met Agathodaemon,

the Good Serpent beyond primal Apophis blind; 

who taught the language mode of fiery Mythos,

so, we began to forge my New Skin of salted Ash.

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This Grail or Saucer diStills~out Blood of Moon,

goddess Sophia, changing our water into Wine;

like Cinnabar of Red Mercury her Love is real,

her Spirit of Luna rebirthed the Sun of my Soul! 

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Link below to, The CUP or MONAD (Corpus Hermeticum):

http://www.gnosis.org/library/hermes4.html

U.F.O. Identified as a Spinning Chakra!

Saucer/Grail, a cUp for Wine and Wafer. 

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Fiery Chakra of higher Mind,

how you spin in dematerialization;

attacking my lower world into darkness,

transfusion of Blood, mining golden Flesh!

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Watery emotion to Wine, airy logic to Logos,

four elemental chakras into our U.F.Os:

cUp of the Monad, our earth into Salt;

Fluid of Spirit; Orb of the Soul!

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DRACONIC CONSCIOUSNOUS.

Unconscious dream projections,

diSpelled into Conscious Dreaming!

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The Serpent of Christ came to show the way:

"you are the Salt of the earth", he did say;

turned "water into Wine" miraculously;

"whoever eats this Bread will live eternally."

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Dreaming Awake from unconscious notions,

my whole life was one, long dream-a-thon:

falling in love, dream car, a home for a nest,

happy family, dream holidays, retirement.

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Slowly it dawned, it was all about dreaming,

and I was just sleeping and slowly waking!

My projections were all based in mythology,

the primordial fire of intuitive creativity.

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And all these dreams were like narratives,

language modes of ancient four elements;

earthen instincts and emotions of water,

my airy ideation and the tongue of fire!

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All became conscious as I disappeared,

the death of fire became conscious Ether;

matter into Spirit magically refined,

forging metallical Sodium of the Mind!

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Salt of the earth, water into New Blood,

airy logic into Logoic Flesh of the Lord!

Higher Dreaming began to display colour,

a Serpent returning by its conscious Fire!

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So, that's why we all fell from Heaven,

unconsciously breaking the Dream of Eden;

just like down here when we break a law,

we end up in a prison-world of sorrow.

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 But, what was the Law we broke up there?

We were Adam, Eve and the Serpent Fire.

Light, Love and the Mind in potentiality,

stuck in unconscious air, water, animality.

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The "Fall" was due to digesting an apple,

whatever we can't do we want to tackle;

defying a higher authority is the mythology,

a burning desire to be IndividUally  free!

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The Serpent was both right and wrong,

we did not die, but we did die to Heaven;

we forgot the Dream of eternal Dreaming,

fell into id of earth, water and airy thinking.

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It's a necessary fall into time and matter,

nightmaring Awake into the Tongue of Ether;

learning is a mental process that takes time,

and matter of MATER is the lower ground.

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Like Dolittle, we did speak like the animals,

the acting-out and first language most primal,

then our watery emotions and airy ideation,

so fire can ignite and return back to Heaven!

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Elements are dreams but nightmares also,

unconscious projections containing clues;

dreaming is layered: earth, water, air and fire,

matter and time getting finer and slower!

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Finally we will all suffer dematerialization,

consciously integrating this Now of Intuition.

Fire digests earth, water and airy knowledge,

into Ether, Salt, Wine and eternal Bread!

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Such is the process of our Alien apotheosis,

into the "Cloud of Unknowing" by the Mind;

Salt of the earth, lower water into New Wine,

ideas digested-up into Logos of METATRON!

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The final Myth unfolds before our very eyes:

Zombie Apocalypse of demented lower minds;

stuck in bodies, hungry for Blood and Flesh,

unable to perform the rite of the eUcharist!

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From the Rosary of the Philosophers, 1550.

The baptismal Font and escape Hatch from

material earth, water and lower air, upon fiery wings. 

THE PLUMED SERPENT~SUN,

LIGHT AS A FEATHER.

The Great Hall of MAAT(ER) and 

Ammit the devouring BITCH.

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Of every morn I bow my head of ideas,

and sink below watery joy and tears,

dig under instincts into intuitional fire,

burnt to darkness of primordial MATER.

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I observe my Observer in Self-reflection,

Salt of the earth and my Mirror-Mind.

It used to take hours to fearfully drown,

now but a minute to enter the GrOunD.

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My Netherworld journey ends, finally,

I've learnt the Tongue of Fire, fluently;

how Mythos destroys and also creates,

its Language structures higher METALS.

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Beneath it all is the Great Hall of MAAT ,

where NIGREDO and ALBEDO both meet;

a Feather must be lighter for levitation,

my Serpent returns with the Green Man!

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So I observe as BLACK turns to WHITE,

and my Saucer fills with Love and Light!

Ammit will go hungry, my instincts free,

Salt is extracted, baptized by Holy Fire.

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 MATER becomes MAAT and then SOFIA,

water into Wine, my Grail flows over;

air proofs Bread from LOGOS eternal ,

I accept the Concept of Wafer and Soul!

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My immaculate Word from the WORD,

the final Language we all understand;

Light as a Feather, my Saucer hovers,

a cUp of Love's Fluid and Orb of Power!

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My winged Saucer is also a circular Font,

coming to baptize us with its fiery want;

deMATERialize by human elementation,

and resurrect me as a neo- Green Man!

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The Feathered Serpent SUN-DISK ashine.

DIAMOND MIND OF LUCID WAKING.

 

One of my Grails: death in the Saucer of

eUcharistic resurrection, into Wine and a Wafer,

the Font of baptismal fire and dematerialization.

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Link to Zosimos, a 3rd century alchemical Bowl allegory:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SRi0cUF-PJw&pp=ygUdYWx0cnVzaWFuIGdyYWNlIG1lZGlhIHpvc2ltb3M%3D

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Below, Orphic hymn to Aether, circa 200 AD:

"O noble ruler of the sky,

you hold the lofty, eternal power of Zeus,
a share of the stars, the sun, and the moon;
tamer of all, fire-breather, spark of life for every creature,
sublime Aether, best element of the cosmos, 

radiant offspring, starlit,
I call upon you, beseeching you to be calm and clear."

DIAMOND MIND OF LUCID WAKING.

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I bow my id and ego into baptismal fire,

tongue of the Dragon, speaking Ether;

the language of Mythos from the LOGOS,

intuition and dreaming on GOD's Canvas.

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Fire is unconscious, Ether is conscious,

Aether is the God and Air of Olympus;

this language of Fire now sings its song,

the Canvas behind our dreaming Minds.

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My lucidity wakes~up to the Big Dream,

an incandescent God before everything;

it's all a dream at every mythologic level,

earth, water, air, fire, Ether and Metals.

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Death by fire to be resurrected eternal:

- an Alien New Skin, Saucer and Grail,

- a transfusion of water diStilled to Wine,

- mining Gold, logic into a Diamond Mind!

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My depiction of the alchemical Grail of Salt:

fire consumes a human into Nigredo then Albedo,

followed by Rubedo of New Blood growing Flesh,

opening the 3rd Alien Eye of Lucid Waking.

Alchemical Tria Prima: the three metallic compounds of the higher Self.

"Mercury [Cinnabar] is Spirit, Sulfur is the Soul, Salt the Body." Paracelsus.

PART 2:

SUNNING IN RETIREMENTIA!

The 4 elements, from Old Kingdom Egypt to

Greek Philosophy, Christianity to the Tarot,

Renaissance Alchemy to Jungian Psychology.

A 5000 year old pattern in life recurring.

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Of every morn I deny time and matter,

relax back through dream's window ajar,

to dream awake mythotherapeutically,

into lucid waking via the Netherworld!

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Theurgy is the work of Dragon taming,

Nigredo to Albedo into its reddening;

Rubedo of Blood grows Flesh eternal,

now I can retire from life elemental.

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In retrospect it's all calm and clear,

in this Ether of Heaven's atmosphere;

we've fallen to learn four languages:

earth, water, air, fire, all unconscious.

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20 years to grow, then 10 years each:

instincts, emotions, logic, fiery speech.

Now my retirement dream comes true,

to soak up the SUN, post Alien rescue.

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My Tongue of Fire, stoked consciously,

by egocide of sublimation, via celibacy,

devours me whole: Mind, Blood, Flesh,

transubstantiation by way of eUcharist!

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My Dragon morphs into an Alien kind,

Mythos made conscious forges a Mind;

GOD's Pet, no longer roaring with wrath,

now the Burning Bush of eternal breath!

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So, what is fire when the work is done?

Conscious Mythos from the infernal SUN.

LOGOS, one WORD breathing dreaming,

a Tongue of Fire forever mythologizing!

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Promethean fire, gifted from Olympus,

a present hiding our eternal Presence;

my id into fluid ideas, libido to mortido,

into my lucid Ideal of Mind, Spirit, Soul!

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I feel like I'm in GOD's dreamy Canvas,

a Child in the EYE of the gazing LOGOS;

with Spirit as the Paint of every colour,

in my Brow of Mythos, a flying Saucer!

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Photosynthesization of dark night Gold,

Silence is the Sound of just one WORD;

I dream Awake in an Alien atmosphere,

where the LOGOS shines its silent Power.

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Sublimation of fire into the eUcharistic 3:

- getting drunk from the Cup of Lucidity;

- Wine of Fluidity, Libation for dreaming;

- quantum Solidity, my Dreamer sunning!

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The four lower elements, 1622.

Note the levels behind, becoming more and more rarefied.

 

My U.F.O. with Mouth of dematerialization, 

Tongue of fiery Mythos, Tear of Blood, 

Eye of Light and Brow of Conscious Dreaming.