Alchemical Athanor or FurnAce.
(The Alchemy Website)
Baking Deily~Bread!
Green Wheat crushed by the
Stone into Flour for Bread.
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Speaking as an Alien down fallen,
the first thing I want of every morn,
is to get me off this planet again,
this hellish realm of materialism.
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Secret fire is for my Craft to burn,
stolen by Prometheus for us to learn;
if only I can bear this destructivity,
compounding elements by metallurgy.
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The surface of earth tests our Metals,
no one enters Heaven by lower spells;
the journey via Hades is intolerable,
a process of apotheosis in the Crucible!
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Salt of Dust fills my mouth with Ash,
the taste of death inside the furnAce;
acidic Wine is diStilled from Myst,
bitter~sweet Love found and then lost.
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Such a Mind is raised into the CLOUD,
Burning Bush of GOD's Spiritual Word.
My good/evil Libation in Grail sealed,
green wheat dies into Flour for Bread!
~*~
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.
