My Self Portrait on Canvas.
THE TRANCE OF FIRE~GAZING.
The Work of Theurgy retires
into the Play of Imagination.
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I relax into the trance of a Dreamer,
bowing my head at the Altar of Fire;
Myths from the Logos begin to appear,
I start to daydream betwixt my ears.
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We dream by Light of an inner Sun,
painting with Spirit of the Blood Moon;
also visible during the working day,
if our imagination is allowed to play.
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Dreams are our own personal Mythos,
begun by gazing at the Burning Bush;
GOD is the Canvas and also the Logos;
dreaming is the play of consciousness.
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PART 2:
ALIEN MEDITATION.
Breathing the Air of Eden
again. The Serpent returns!
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I sit and let go of airy ideation,
sink below waters of emotion,
dig beneath earthen instincts,
stoking fire of an Alien foetus!
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My Observer hovers above four,
lifted by a Serpent devourer;
Salt of earth for a New Skin,
Blood transfused, watery Wine!
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A silvery Metal from the world;
Moon's Spirit from H2O diStilled;
airy ideas into one Solar Word:
an immaculate Concept of Gold!
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At first so deep, hard to reach,
at last it's just below the suface;
after years of slow meditation,
I AM forged by doing nothing!
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A New Earth from the GrOunD:
* my empty Grail, earth mined;
~ Luna's Dew of the Blood Moon;
● a Green Sun photosynthesized!
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A New Image of Self Identity,
in an atmosphere of no gravity;
an Imago Dei of conscioUsnous,
I take a last breath and my first!
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4 elements into a final amalgam,
White Light + Radioactive Green;
7 colours upon just one CANVAS,
primary 3 of GOD, SPIRIT, LOGOS.
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SALT of Oceanic Consciousness;
WINE of our transfUsed Spiritus;
BREAD of a eUcharistical Stone;
NoUs of my Alien returned Home!
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