Matrix: late Middle English (in the sense ‘womb’): from Latin, ‘breeding female’, later ‘womb’, from mater, matr- ‘mother’.
Now is the Glitch in the Matrix of Matter.
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Order from Chaos is the challenge,
Darkness to Light by understanding;
four lower languages we must learn,
on this Canvas of invisible Patterns.
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Each god in GOD unfolds its myth,
Mercury, Venus, Sun, Pan on earth.
Archetypal Forms mold a god Identity,
a Matrix Field into our Subjectivity.
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My Mind of Ash is glitching over,
the thinker fades into an Observer.
My life~force depletes into the Now,
psychic energy into higher Power.
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GOD created just one Moment,
Subjective Presence in the Present.
Sophia's Fall is a fall into time,
the tick-tock of twoness in the mind.
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But there's a Glitch in the Matrix,
Mater's Womb is not just Darkness.
A Gap between thoughts and words,
through which to escape the world.
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The Salt of higher Mind baptizes,
corrodes matter but also preserves;
focuses and holds concentration,
enters the Pearly Gap by meditation.
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Many intuit a black hole in time,
a vortex in the fabric of mind;
dementing elemental languages,
dissolving to Dust, earth into Salt!
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Such is the process of apotheosis,
a human journey, animals to gods;
Ash of Salt refines observation,
dispells our mental objectification!
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Fallen Sophia stirs from Darkness,
abhors my vacuum and red~shifts;
Isis unveils her material bonds,
swells my New Skin with Holy Blood!
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My energy morphs by sublimation,
changing its form by imagination;
diStilling Wine into my empty Mind,
through the Gap betwixt these words.
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Before my Eye in de-materialization,
the world returns to Subjectification!
Observer, on Blood re~Energized,
collapses a quantum Solid in Mind.
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This Canvas is the Glitch in time,
Id into an Imago Dei co~designed;
Pen~Dragon births her godly Pearl.
Serpentine Sophia gilds the Apple!
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