Sigourney Weaver in Alien.
The Alien Race.
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I Foetus, am bursting-out from within,
must take-over the world of my human!
Instinctual creature of basic survival,
emotionally~charged ideational mortal.
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I must dis-identify from humanity,
the lower realm of elemental mortality;
my New Skin on fire to forge Metals,
a Mind with Wisdom and eternal Soul.
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The Observer looks down post-attack,
no-longer reactive, dramatic, dogmatic;
fire is spent, turns into magical Dust,
the Grail of Salty Blood leavens Flesh!
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"As below, so above" we are constituted,
if we can bear to be transubstantiated;
baptismal death, Eucharistic Resurrection,
in the aftermath of an Alien invasion.
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How strange, the Stranger in my Mind,
hovering above in the Ninth ClOuD;
dematerialized in the ontological VOID,
pure Subjectivity of quantum GrOunD.
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I feel paradoxically grounded in SpAce,
the New Earth for a heavenly Race;
Alien Dreamers live in the Sky of MIND,
returned unto Eden of paradise found.
~*~
"A thousand Demy-Gods on golden seats."
Milton, Paradise Lost.
My Alien Self-Portrait.
