The Bowl of Hygeia.
WRITING LIVE IN THE TONGUE OF FIRE!
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Of every morn, I creatively write,
to stoke the narrative of fiery Light;
to activate the mythos of the Logos;
to dispell time into abysmal NOWness!
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At first, I write down what I feel,
relax into my unconscious Underworld;
baptize my sins of three elements:
instincts, emotions and airy intellect.
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At last, conFusion clears in my head,
in this way I bake my Deily Bread;
death and resurrection via a eUcharist:
a New Grail, Spirit and Soul of Flesh!
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Exhausted, dreamy, sleepy, weighty,
unconscious atoms of Adam and Eve;
I must raise a Serpent upon my spine,
get back into ideal Eden, serpentine.
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Down in the Netherworld Uraeus coils,
rises up into Heaven, the Burning Bush;
we are fallen Seeds of Adam and Eve,
this Tongue of Fire a returning Wave.
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Down in Hades I follow my fiery Wish,
of quantum Energy to where it diStills;
the Wave leads me to a Point divine,
Pearl of my DragOn, Hell into Heaven!
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Alien Saucer of Abduction, Transfusion and mining Gold.
THE GREEN LANGUAGE.
Natural Alchemy and Alien Mythology.
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Holy fire cooled into four elements,
slowly we tame the Dragon's flames;
it destoys, creates, speaks its tongue,
mythos of dreaming Awake in Mind!
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The swamp is drained, the sky burns,
a Grey Wolf howls at the Blood Moon;
a Red DragOn flies to the eternal Sun,
pure Gold is mined, my work is done!
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Prima Materia of the Dark Mother,
Anubis the Guide-dog and Devourer;
a Raven baptizes me into her Tomb,
a Dove rebirths from Mater's Womb!
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Wolf morphs into PenDragOn's Pearl,
earth's Salt, water's Spirit, air's Soul;
the Green Bird sings its Song of Eden,
enters Pearly Gates a reptilian Alien!
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The Raven dies at the end of Nigredo,
transforms into the Dove of Albedo;
fiery baptism cleanses the id and ego,
purifies the way for Gold and Rubedo.
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My cleared conscience is hard to bear,
I don't know who I am up in this Air?
Alien I AMness takes over my world,
by fire integrated into a New Mind!
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AT WORK AND PLAY
IN THE FIELD OF THE LORD.
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All opposites unite within my Mind,
a male/female hermaphrodite kind;
we are good and bad, night and day,
a Green Bird at work but also at play!
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Theurgical work of the Raven devours,
digests, diStills and photosynthesizes;
the Dove transforms earth into Salt,
water to Wine, air into eternal Light!
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After its labour, fire dances at play,
flickering Green beyond end of days.
Chess works by knowing its language,
to be like the King and Queen of ages!
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My daemonic Alien works no more,
retireMentia on the Oceanic Shore;
to retire is like dying before you die,
playing in the Field of Heaven's Sky!
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Philosophically Stoned in fiery Light,
situational Awareness, Love's inSight;
playing with fire for my apotheosis,
life's end game of mythos into Logos!
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So, this is the TrIck of one Word only,
written in Blood of Holy Matrimony;
daemonic fire is symbolically learned,
fallen LUcifer into an Angel returned!
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Daemon became Demon we repressed,
to fit into this world of only goodness;
but the fallen Serpent cannot teach us,
until Agathodaemon dances in flames!
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I felt so bad releasing my own Shadow,
my mind went crazy saying no, no, no!
My instincts fought against rising fire,
until finally my id and ego let me retire.
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Life's work of theurgy is for apotheosis,
four elements to Salt, Blood and Flesh;
so we can play in the Field of the LORD,
knowing the Concept of just one Word!
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