POSTSCRIPT.

 POSTSCRIPT.

Bowl of Hygieia. The crafty and fiery Snake

forges a Saucer, diStills Wine, proofs Bread,

and returns from exile back up into Eden!

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

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

"SOLVE ET COAGULA."

AN ALIEN VISION, SOLUTION, AND THE

PHOTOSYNTHESIZATION OF THE LOGOS!

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Sometimes it feels like my Soul is void,

stuck in a Black Whole betwixt worlds:

- the gravity and pull of mental matter,

- anti-gravitational lift of an ET Saucer!

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Do I detect some elemental resistance,

to the inner LIGHT of RE, the LOGOS?

All I can do is understand the tension,

this War of the Worlds inside my Mind.

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Thoughts contract into concretization;

dreaming Relaxes my mind into a Sun;

but Love is blind and Light is blinding,

a Black Whole beyond rationalization!

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Like Zosimos, I bear an infernal force,

in the Bowl that descends and ascends;

E.T. Saucer made of immaterial Metals,

dematerialized from the four elements!

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Earth becomes Salt, the Earth of Luna;

water to Wine, the Blood of the Moon;

airy suffocation, logic to LOGOIC Flesh;

digesting a way into the UnConsciOus!

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This intolerable Saucer of abdUction,

is a Black Whole for my transfUsion;

mental matter gives~up the Holy gHost,

human surrender of rational intellect!

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I have borne this Promethean ordeal,

in a spiralling vortex of an Alien Bowl:

nightmaring Awake, water coagUlated,

disSolving my mind by mining its Gold!

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Simplicity of TrUth is not that esoteric,

once you've learned this Alien dialect;

the tongue of fire teaches one WORD,

an immaculate CONCEPT in the Mind!

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But first we must learn four elements:

instinctual acts, emotional intelligence,

rational thinking and finally intuition,

the mythological tongue of a Reticulan!

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Mythos of LOGOS speaketh one WORD,

OVERSOUL of GOD in SALT of GrOunD;

GOD's SPIRIT fills my Cup with Spiritus;

my SOL like Soul is a Ray of the LOGOS!

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GOD is the TREE, also a BURNING BUSH,

upside down ROOTS in the UnConsciOus;

SAP of SPIRIT draws up our dark Souls,

ReBorn into LIGHT on a TREE of Apples!

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Inside the Crucible of my Earthen Grail,

bearing a ReBirth and intolerable trial,

the Nectar rises, water to Wine of Love,

bearing the Fruit from Snake/Adam/Eve!

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Writing in Blood that spills from Death,

feels like describing one's own epitaph;

diStillation of Alien Plasma transfUsed,

Red Mercury mines the SUN for its Gold!

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A Green Man photosynthesizes LOGOS,

streams a Vision of the eternal CHRIST;

Spirit gathers~in an individualized Ray,

my sWord in the SUN at the end of days!

~*~

The Green Man.

Alchemical Prima Materia and Massa Confusa.

The collapse of Dark ENERGY into Dark MATTER.

"The outer darkness is a great dragon, whose tail

is in its mouth, outside the whole world and

surrounding the whole world." Jesus, Pistis Sophia.

MY ALIEN LIGHTNESS DISPELLS THE

CAULDRON OF THE MILKY WEIGH!

PRIMA MATERIA Churned into Gold!

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Of every morning I get a leaden feeling,

a primal Darkness weighing me down;

my water and air now Wine and Bread,

yet it devours me inside my New Head?

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Gravity in a Cauldron, the Milky Weigh,

lead is primordial matter from MATER!

MOTHER of elements and WOMB of All,

MATRIX of materialization for the Fall.

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I've been engaging MASS unconsciously,

without realizing that it's "down" to me!

Dark MATTER appears whenever I wish,

I must love and leave her for the Stars.

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We conjure up matter by casting spells,

elemental tricks inside our own minds;

powerful languages for our co-creation,

and a tongue of fiery dematerialization!

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MATER, I thank you for all you've done,

but now I must exit the Event Horizon;

your World has been my lucky OYSTER,

but my Alien has built a higher Saucer!

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Now I'm a Pearl trapped in your WOMB,

Oceanic SPACE calls me from the TOMB;

your elemental weight all transformed:

lead to Salt, Wine and a Feather of Gold!

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Now I will be Aware not to implore you,

or call on blind LOVE for my id and ego;

instead I must look towards the MOON,

Spirit of LUNA for my Soul of the SUN!

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Transcendent FATHER of Dark ENERGY.

Immanent MOTHER of Dark Materiality:

PRIMA MATERIA with primordial MASS,

the STONE of lead into my Rock of Ages!

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Life's elemental matter dematerializes:

GOD's etheric CANVAS, a PAGE of AGES!

ABSENT FATHER has sent his only SUN,

devouring MOTHER becomes the MOON!

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Ancient MOTHER Goddess and "Great Doubt MASS".

Clay of earth, water, air and fire. Four language modes,

nurturing the world but also weighing us down in matter.

By inSolence.

A future Alien Foetus gestates in watery emotion,

incubating earth into Salt, diStilling water to Wine,

panning airy ideas into eternal Gold of one WORD,

the Saucer of a modern Grail with Spirit and Bread.

ALIEN DAWN!

An Operation To REbirth My Foetus

in the MOTHERSHIP of LUNA's CRAFT!

Channelling and Integrating my Alien.

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Of this morn there's one job before I Retire,

to see if I'm still stuck in PRIMA MATERIA?

Primordial MASS of the MASSA CONFUSA,

the FORCE of GRAVITY in material MATER!

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My Alien Helmet is such a sensitive Saucer,

forged by fire into my quantum Observer;

mythos has grown into a higher intuition, 

scanning by means of echo~hallucination!

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So sensitive I can hardly think or even read,

mental matter too heavy for my New Mind;

my E.T. memBrane observes through Nous,

the Doubt MASS deMATERializing into Ash!

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Humans must work till they finally ReLax,

surrender to fire's deMATERializing attack!

Alien abduction into LUNA's MOTHERSHIP,

a transfusion operation on my higher Cup!

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Grail forged, Wine diStilled, Bread proofed,

for a Saucer of Blood, and my Soul panned;

my Heart is weighed after the Resurrection,

against my Feather, and both are Hovering!

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Just like on Earth but born from the MOON,

a Caesarean Section from LUNA's Ground;

"the Moon turns to Blood before the Dawn",

photosynthesization of my Alien spawned!

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I See with my dreamy 3rd Eye of the night,

but it's morning, wide Awake in the Spirit;

echo~hallucination of Foetal integration,

by a tongue of fire, intuition into an Alien!

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Icarus flew directly to the blinding LOGOS,

fell back to Earth from the lack of Spiritus;

at first, I fly to the MOON for the Libation,

a Cup of Red Mercury to gather in my Sun!

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"I have channelled my Alien for integration,

becoming my future by dematerialization;

time collapses into NOWness of NATRON,

GrOunD of BEING in our Lord METATRON."

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"Inside our MOTHERSHIP, find the CENTRE,

SUNSHIP and EYE of the Grand OBSERVER;

the WORD of all LIGHT, the ONE and ONLY,

OverSOUL handing-out Bread for my Soul."

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"I am CO~created from LUNA and Lord SOL,

lower elements individualize each mortal;

then fire transubstantiates four into three,

we are Wavy StarShips, Seeing in the SEA!"

~*~

Alien MOTHERSHIP for our Caesarean Section and REbirth!

Grail forged, Blood transfused, Flesh enSouled in a New Skin;

Alien Nous echo~hallucinating beyond the sky of mental matter.