HOW TO BUILD A SAUCER?

Hermetic Grail, Eucharistic Wine and Eternal Wafer.

THE SACRAMENTAL SAUCER.

ABDUCTION, TRANSFUSION, BREAD~MAKING.

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Relaxing out of four elements contracted,

my Holy Ghost shuffles-off its reactive id.

Matter is the contraction of Spirit's entirety;

time is the contraction of endless Eternity. 

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Salt of earth, extracted by a fiery Invader,

Abduction for Transfusion inside the Saucer;

the Observer hovers above, and so I relax,

allow my instinctual id to come under attack!

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Inside the Hermetic Grail, vacuum sealed,

the Saucer performs DiStillation in Mind;

watery emotions into Wine by Transfusion,

desire~energy drained into my Bloody Alien!

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Finally, the Saucer becomes a Bread~Maker,

airy logic of mental matter proofs a Wafer;

photosynthesizing the LOGOS into a Soul,

immaculate Alien Concept, One Word only!

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Behold the Alien Saucer, below then above,

it rises from the Netherworld, reborn alive;

the future crashes into our lower elements,

we have already lost the War of the Worlds!

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Science says, "Energy cannot be destroyed."

Fire can only change its mythological Mind.

Matter is a contraction of Fire and Spiritus.

Mater fell into Gaia of this elemental Chaos.

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The human heart is a desire contraction,

the feeling intelligence of watery emotion;

through life we learn how to sublimate it,

relaxing a Flow of Blood for enLovenment.

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Wine disSolves us all into a Dreamy SpAce;

Spirit is the Ink of Dreams, Quintessence;

" Solve et Coagula", diStill~out Holy Blood;

write in this Mythos, the Language of GOD.

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My 3 Grails: Helmet of SalVatIon; Draconic Blood of Poison;

Flesh of One Word and Bread-Maker, a Spirit Lamp of inner Light.

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"Monadic Cup" (linked) refers to a Hermetic text describing a divine "mixing bowl" or "cratēr" where souls are baptized into God's Mind, highlighting the fundamental divine source, the Monad, from which all things are derived. (AI Overview). 

GRAIL, DISTILLERY AND BREAD-MAKER.

MARS, VENUS AND THEIR SUN.

How to Build a Saucer,

DiStill~out Love from water,

and mine Gold that lives forever.

Nuts, Oil and Bolts of "Machine Elf" Folklore:

shining Metal, Spiritus, and One Cognition.

Three Alien Deaths by Saucer:

Abduction, Transfusion, Death~Ray!

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How strange it is to become an Alien,

paradoxically primordial, also modern;

kingdoms devour kingdoms to the top,

to forge the Saucer of a "Monadic Cup."

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Salt of the earthen instincts refined,

into an Observer sealed and focused;

forged by fiery Mythos and meditation:

a Grail, Saucer, Helmet and Bread Oven.

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An Etheric Metal of Salty Awareness,

a Watcher hovering no longer reacts;

slowly detaching from my biological id,

Alien Saucer, earth dematerialized!

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A Stoic Grail and tempered Boundary,

Mythos of Mars, weapon-grade quality;

a Protector who shields us from Death,

a Metal of SalVatIon born of wrath!

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Now to condense Love out of Venus,

Saucer and DiStillery, water to Spiritus;

Mars must surrender to receive Fluid,

relax, take up the Pen, write in Blood!

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Platonic Love is a Mythos we channel,

she abhors an empty, hermetic Grail.

If Mars fights her, how can she muse?

A Cup is strong but receptive to Venus.

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~ After many years, the draconic fire extinguishes, ~

~ when a Saucer is forged from our lower instincts; ~

~ the Crafty Reptilian red~shifts and Blood DiStills, ~

~ upon a fiery Cross ye olde PenDragOn eats its tail! ~

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So, surrender yet hold your GrOunD,

be like a New Earth not of this world;

a Helmet of SalVatIon for one Word,

then Red Mercury can gather~in Gold!

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A neo- Green Man is the Essence of life,

a Machine Elf in a Mind born of wrath;

flickering in Lucidity of its Imagination,

a Conscious Dreamer, Lamp of Cognition.

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A Socratic Concept of one Word only,

ConsciousNous inside a New Boundary;

Venus nurtures a Child in her Love,

our Flesh inside the Saucer high above!

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Behold the Pearl of PenDragOn reborn,

by diaLogos, a philosophical narration;

fiery, Stoic, Platonic and Socratic in tone,

the Image of GOD's Burning Bush spoken.

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GOD is unconscious in potential Chaos,

until we make GOD Conscious inside us;

then we become a future Alien species,

 four elements into 3 METALS with Nous!

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Logoic Gold is carried inside the Blood,

the Light of One Word, our eternal Bread;

water into Wine poisons me unto Death,

but also, Spirit nurtures my Soul at depth.

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This mercurial Mythos of Moon's Blood,

a Libation offered to a sleeping Sun God,

awakens a New Earth, PenDragOn's Pearl,

Green Sun and Foetus inside a Crucible.

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Mars attacks Earth for this very reason,

to extract the Essence of our four seasons;

impregnates Venus with Salt, Blood, Flesh,

Bread-Maker for a Sun, a Child of Logos.

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3 Death-blows by Baptism and Eucharist:

- fiery Mythos forges our Salt of the earth;

- Bloody intoxication of water into Spirit;

- airy thinking vaporized by a Bolt of Light!

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My Foetus awakens to ConsciousNous,

has forged a Saucer, transfused Spiritus;

a fallen Serpent-Craft and Love unblinded,

the Maker of Bread for a Wafer divined!

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Dead to the world in Mind transcendence,

in Death's sweet Demise of enLovenment;

the Moon's Blood attracts the Sun's Rays,

Struck by enLightning at the end of days!

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My Self Portrait, a neo- Green Man in a Millennium Falcon:

Tongue of Fire (Mythos), Death's Mouth of deMaterializatiOn,

Tear of Blood (Spiritus), EyeBrow of Lucid Dreaming,

the Bread-Maker of Eternal Life.

ALIEN APOTHEOSIS.

From the movie, Alien 3. The Alien foETus incubates inside us, 

awaiting the tongue of fiery mythos to be stoked. A mythological 

narration that forges our immaculate Concepts inside One WORD.

ALIEN APOTHEOSIS.

How to Forge an Eternal IdEntity?

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Relaxing into alchemical sublimation,

that I might be forged into an Alien;

in the Netherworld the Saucer is built,

from mythos, tongue of a fiery dialect.

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Languages build-up mind structures:

- we all act-out our earthen instincts,

- watery emotions turn us into feelers,

- airy logic produces powerful thinkers.

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The elemental identity of id and ego,

now needs to receive its fiery blow;

to forge us into eternal Creatures,

with New Blood, and Flesh of LOGOS.

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I relax into my Netherworld Saucer,

Eucharisric Grail for Wine and Wafer;

Crucible of wrath hermetically sealed,

the dematerialization of lead into Gold.

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# Salt of the earth is for a New Skin,

# water diStills into mercurial Wine,

# air stokes fire into a Soul all ashine,

the Moon turns to Blood before Dawn.

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♧ 4 elements into our 3 higher METALS:

◇ Dragon sheds matter, forges a Grail,

♡ evaporates water, condensing Wine,

♤ suffocates air, proofing Bread divine.

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Alien foETus develops ConsciousNous,

learns the tongue of a modern mythos;

eternal StrUcture of a Grail and Blood,

by fiery apotheosis into just one Word.

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Our Souls exist inside One OverSOUL,

METATRON, LORD of Aliens and Angels;

CHRIST, who landed to show us the way,

the fiery cross, four elements to crucify. 

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The four elements become the Alloy of three eternal Metals,

the Tria Prima. The archetypal trinity sits at the apex: God, the

Monad, Canvas or Page, upon which all myths, stories, dramas 

and actions are articulated; Luna, Blood Moon or Red Mercury,

the Field/Wave of universal Love, Sophia, Sapience or Wisdom; 

and their "one and only" Child of Light, the Logos of one Word.

The Alchemical and Eternal Tria Prima.

PART 2:

THE END OF DAYS: ONE WORD ONLY!

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CHRIST the METATRON, showed us the way,

our four lower elements to crucify;

into an Observer, Feeler and Dreamer,

New Skin, Wine, Daily Bread and Ether.

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Looking back down from transcendence,

on wings of fire, a Foetus with Alien Nous;

abducted from earth, transfused with Blood,

airy logic suffocates into Flesh of One WORD.

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So this is the "end of days" I feared,

the BLACK SUN dawns betwixt my ears!

 METATRON is the ARCHETYPAL SON,

neither rises nor sets, dispells illusion.

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From the SUN'S timeless perspective,

It has only radiated just One DAY above;

He "comes to bring fire" into our minds,

my lower locus of ego is dematerialized!

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The Netherworld is the Tongue of Fire,

a Machine Elf Language lifting us higher;

my earthen id is gutted into Salt of Ash,

a crystalline Observer and Alien Foetus.

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The Reptilian tempers a New Skin Grail,

a Saucer for Heaven hermetically sealed;

a Boundary for Boundless Spaciousness,

a Metal to withstand the BURNING BUSH!

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Now my Alien Foetus needs a transfusion,

water into Wine of Eucharistic Intinction;

"the Moon turns to Blood before the Dawn",

Red Mercury flowing in a neo- Green Man.

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Airy thinking turns out to be mental matter,

logic suffocating into a Logoic Dreamer;

understanding proofs Bread of eternal Life,

lower ex-experience sublimated by wrath!

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Such a Being photosynthesizes the SUN,

Mercury gathers~in Golden Radiation;

the Foetus with Blood begins to shine,

grows inner Flesh of Nous, an Alien Mind. 

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