Machine Elf Enters The StarGate.

Gen 3:24, "God placed a flaming sWord that turned every way to

  guard the way to the Tree of Life."  Human, "of the soil", as in humus.

A "Machine Elf" Enters The Steely StarGate.

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Stuck in my own elemental golem,

earth, water and air of a fired human;

Serpent fire exiled, from Eden fallen,

with Adam, Eve and an Apple green.

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This locus of identity is hard to shift,

material to immaterial Love and Light;

a New Skin IdEntity not of this world,

beaming up by going down into Hell!

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Stoking the fire of dematerialization,

id and ego suffer an Alien narration;

the "transcendent function" activates,

transporter through a steely StarGate!

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A Weapon of fire guards the entrance,

flaming wind of mythos from Logos;

the Metatron with his language sWord,

immaculate Concept of just one Word!

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The Golden Apple of the Hesperides,

a Logoid and Core of human Essence;  

my Saucer with Alien ConsciousNous;

Machine Elf sublimated from elements.

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The Reptilian returns into the Garden,

cut to pieces, forged by fiery Intuition;

the language stolen from Hephaestus,

for METAL-working a foETus inside us!

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A TONGUE OF FIRE SPEAKS ITS MYTH UPON EARTH.

WRITING IN THE MOON'S BLOODY MYTHOS.

THE SUN'S SYNTAX OF ONE WORD ONLY, SHINES!

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My stoic Observer, hermetically sealed,

is tempered Awareness, from earth extracted;

tough and focused, Salt of primal instincts,

refined, forged, and by Holy Fire meditated.

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This Tongue of Fire is a brutal Mythology,

hardening the Grail to receive Pneumatology;

a Spirit of platonic Love so ethereal and fluid,

from emotional water into Wine diStilled.

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Writing in the Blood of the Moon's Mythos,

feels like surrender to our Lord, Thanatos;

like an Alien attack, transfusing my Blood,

inside the Saucer of a New Skin, poured!

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My thinking drowns, feeling intoxicated,

airy ideas dematerialized and suffocated;

logic into Logoic and archetypal Radiation,

Red Mercury gathers~in golden Meaning. 

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Now Icarus can safely fly into the Sun,

a Grail with a Libation from the Moon;

to receive the Wafer, a Soul from the Logos,

Syntax of one Word, imprinted with Flesh!

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