Quantum Lucidity, Fluidity And Solidity.

 

The Biscione Serpent, simultaneously devouring the 

ego and rebirthing it as the Divine Filius or Machine Elf.

 Quantum Lucidity, Fluidity And Solidity.

Chaotic Unconsciousness into Grail ConsciousNous.

Articulating the Higher Self of an Emerging Alien Foetus.

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Meditation stokes the fire of Kundalini,

beneath my Grail into clear Lucidity,

the earthen Green Man catches alight,

burns~up to refine the Essence of life.

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Saucer and Nous, not long for this world,

flies to the Moon where Blood diStills;

lower emotions into Wine of Fluidity,

watery libido becomes our Red Mercury.

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Mercury gathers Gold, Blood grows Flesh,

Quantum Solidity of inner Elfishness;

a neo- Green Man, Self or Logoic Soul,

forged by a modern Mythos into Metals.

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My spiritual fire-place. Dreaming in the Flower of Mind.

THE "MONADIC CUP."

SpAce Invasion Completed!

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I relax unto Death's deMaterializatIon,

into my hermetical Grail of SalVatIon,

Monadic Cup, Saucer, Grail, New Skin,

I feel empty and yet full of intoxication.

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Heaven is always a paradoxical SpAce,

where opposites are reconciled at Once!
Our fall a contraction into matter alone:

instincts, emotion, ideation, intuition.

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Four contracted language modalities,

based in separation of a split duality;

a schizophrenic state of fragmentation,

with unconscious fire awaiting ignition.

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There is a Rabbit Hole we can access,

the Black Hole vortex into the Abyss;

a Portal into the Netherworld below,

where fire forges a crafty Alien Brow.

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The fallen Serpent sleeps unconscious,

knows a way Home with innate Mythos;

a fiery PenDragOn in deep potentiality,

if we can bear our Underworld journey.

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Each fallen SpAce Creature is stoked,

by meditation, contractions relaxed;

sitting in the fire as flames flare~up,

forging a Grail, Saucer, Monadic Cup.

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Draconic Mythos has an inbuilt plan,

spoken in the Tongue of a fiery invasion;

channeling through the Event Horizon,

via the Black Hole, a future SalVatIon.

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I've been to the front-line of the attack,

laid down my life and have come back;

to tell the truth from timeless GrOunD:

we have already lost the War of Worlds!

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A Kingdom devours kingdoms to the top,

our only SalVatIon is the Monadic Cup:

from Salt of the earth, Wine from water,

and eternal Bread so as to Live forever!

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This deMaterializatIon of the universe,

takes place inside a Crucible of Metals;

an Observer forged by our meditation,

slowly relaxing until all matter is gone!

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