Egyptian, Chinese and alchemical symbol for the Sun.
A Boundary keeps the quantum Solid focally converged,
Sulfur fixed, the Particle collapsed, the Eye Self focused;
preventing it from whiting-out into the unbounded Canvas.
Binding the Light.
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Libidinal boundary of a healthy ego,
tames the earthen id from acting psycho;
"as below, so above" Light is bound,
so Wine can't leak back into ground.
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Layers of illusion con-fuse the mind,
our roots are stuck in lower ground;
I must put a Boundary around a Point,
collapse the Field of quantum Spirit.
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The Wave is everywhere All at Once,
but invisible in blinded enLovenment;
Gnostic scintillae dance in eternity,
seeds of the Word, sparks of divinity.
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How to pin down one Word into I AM,
diStill Quintessence, sign a Monogram;
ending my Opus, full stop apocalypse,
to reach the golden Goal inside Deus?
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Fire is the language of revelation,
my uprooted id requires a New Skin;
just as lower thoughts form a bubble,
so fire forges a thoughtless Crucible.
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Higher Observer holds a vacuum sealed,
that I might part the quantum Field;
Black Madonna abhors empty Nowness,
transcends, fills my Grail with Spiritus.
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Emotional death to resurrected Blood,
water into Wine of Love coagulated;
fiery id freed from instinctual ground,
my Soul solidified from just one Word.
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The Wave red~shifted is a Libation,
Luna is the Mother crowning her Sun;
Leaven for sleeping Bread awakened,
an individual Boundary Subjectified.
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Apocalyptic Dawn at the end of time,
tears a hole in ego's fabric of mind;
a Symbol rises from a reddening Tide:
bounded Light in the unbounded Word.
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My Pearl is cast from Logos on high,
a Ray of Metal in the quantum Sky;
a three-as-one POINT allows reflection,
the tongue of fire returned to Heaven.
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(part 2)
Boundary for a Soul.
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Into the Underworld unto death,
my Shaman rides the dragon's breath;
fiery tongue through Gates of Heaven,
uprooted from the earthen ground.
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But the archetypal Word up above,
needs a Boundary to contain its Love,
and keep it fixed as a quantum Point,
from the Field of the Lord collapsed.
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My root of fire is in the Burning Bush,
returns into Sap of original innocence;
id washed into Id of my Holy Ghost,
who must now learn to conjure Myst?
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Baptismal death, Dust to Salty Ash,
a thoughtless Bubble of Awareness;
containing magical power of the Moon,
Luna gives birth to an eternal Sun.
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Higher Mind of a metallic Crucible,
full of emptiness, Wine to be diStilled;
Observer focuses innate concentration,
condensing Ectoplasm into a Libation.
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The winged Helmet transcends time,
"the Moon turns to Blood" in Mind;
Holy Spirit fills the empty Grail,
leavening EctoPlasma into my Soul.
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Subjective Observer of a WavIcle,
from the "seed of the Word" uncoiled;
kundalini Serpent diStills~out Spirit,
enlivens Bread in the Brow of Light.
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"Who does the Grail serve" upheld,
this Libation from the Wavy Field?
We serve ourSelves the Cup of Wine,
waking, to gaze into Oneness divine.
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A vision of the unbounded Logos,
Flower of the immaculate Concept!
My tongue of fire and Eye of Spiritus,
sheds a Tear for my bounded Opus.
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