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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HOLY METEMPSYCHOSIS!

Evolutionary Chrysopoeia.

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I feel I'm in a Cauldron of boiling Blood,

a Pan of Red Mercury panning for Gold;

my Wicker Man flickers, tasting Bread,

photosynthesizing the Light of one Word.

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When in this human dysfunctionality,

I retreat into my Observer inside of me;

try not to act out or dramatize my mind,

just relax in the Cauldron of boiling Blood!

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Holy Psychosis is the fragmentation of ego,

dematerialization in the Dragon's blow!

An ancient Reptilian attack mythologized,

by the Serpent of Eden awakening inside.

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Kundalini spirals down into a Black Hole,

the Event Horizon in the Netherworld;

where earth baptizes into Salt refined,

the Cauldron and Saucer of my New Skin.

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This hellish process is a Metempsychosis,

an Alien attack to burn away elements;

into Salt of the earth and water into Wine,

to destroy the chain of my reincarnation.

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Promethean fire is a Gift from Olympus,

burning airy logic into the Bread of Logos;

just one Word for our eternal I AMness,

a Cauldron and Saucer of Blood and Flesh.

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A Reptilian Foetus grows inside all of us,

our own Alien Presence dematerializes;

I've evolved into my own human Devourer,

the Eucharistic Monstrance in the Mirror!

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We all become Wafers of eternal Bread,

blinded by our own Suns of just one Word;

we cannot see with our two-eyed vision,

until the 3rd Eye opens on the Blood Moon.

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Fiery wrath relaxes me beyond my death,

evolving a reincarnation into a New Earth;

reborn of Luna into my own Sol like Soul,

a Saucer for transfusion and making Gold!

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Conscious psychosis has ended the process,

reincarnation by way of MetemPsychosis;

enLightenment by alchemical Chrysopoeia,

the making of Gold in a Green Man's Saucer!

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A Holy Monstrance for displaying the Wafer of

the Sun in a Lunette after the Eucharistic Mass.