Note the ouroboros belt, and 4 elements:
pentacle of the earth for Salt, cup of water for Wine,
sword of the air proves Bread, wand of fire for Ectoplasm.
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Ectoplasm: from Greek ektos 'outside' and plasma 'something formed
or molded' is a term used in spiritualism to denote a substance or
spiritual energy exteriorized by physical mediums. Wikipedia.
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Mytho~Therapy.
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Sickness, old age, and elemental death,
in need of metallic and eternal health;
mytho~therapy, a language of healing,
baptismal fire into Alien Dreaming.
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Physical instincts for lower surviving;
emotional catharsis keeps water flowing;
mental psycho-therapy for airy learning;
intuitive creativity keeps spirit burning!
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Fire extracts the Salt of magical Dust;
diStills water to Wine from dragon Myst;
bakes Flour from Logos into our Bread;
devours itself into an ectoplasmic Wand!
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Tongue of flame becomes my Holy Ghost,
with a Helmet, Spirit and Alien Host.
Spelling-out ideas is practice for magic,
conjuring lower mind into mental tricks.
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But egoic dreaming for material things,
is only temporary and needs refining;
by stoking the fire in the Netherworld,
Vulcan's forge for forging a Neter or god!
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Pure Subjectivity everywhere boundless,
we need a Grail to bind GOD's Substance.
Ego's elemental boundary is too porous,
leaking back into material subsistence.
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GOD is a Burning Bush and the Abyss,
Gazing back at us from Nothingness!
Our Observer seals in immaterial SpAce,
diStills Plasma into Blood and Flesh!
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Every child is an artist they say, at first,
with instincts, emotion, ideas and spirit.
What is this fire~snake in my New Skin,
serpent of Wisdom for reptilian Wine.
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The tongue of fire is a higher contact,
a message sent for us to figure-out?
Mythology is our collective Dreaming,
and dreams our perSonal mythologizing.
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So "heal thyself" by catching fire,
only if you can bear this ancient desire.
To die on the cross of four elements,
be resurrected into a misty Firmament.
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Three Metals are created inside of Skins,
Quicksilver, Mercury and golden Buns;
quantum Bundles of spiritual energy,
Souls from the Logos of One Word only.
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Behold magical healing in yourself,
do you not conjure-up your own health?
Lift your Grail of Wine, make a Toast,
a Cup to serve the Lord of all Hosts.
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