"I AM WHO I AM."

The Red Sea parts, fallen Sophia resurfaces, Isis unveils!

"I AM WHO I AM."

Awareness, Consciousness, and I AMness.

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It's not the ego's dualistic consciousness

that makes it through the Pearly Gates,

but animal awareness of instinctuality,

refined earth, baptized into Lucidity.

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The id is stuck in instinctual desire,

with libido's glue of emotional water,

fixating ideas and beliefs in mind,

holding the tongue of Heaven's Child.

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Humans, of the soil, sow consciousness,

the potential to bloom Logoic I AMness;

emotional glue, keeping ideas together,

unsticks by diStilling Wine from water.

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In my Grail's "Helmet of Salvation",

I'm dead to animalistic objectification;

no more unconscious psychic projection,

Observer displaces elemental ideation.

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Id learns watery-air by conformity,

two ego languages, the earth to modify;

sublimating our primordial awareness,

then fire can speak its hidden gnosis.

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Sophia gave birth to a Gnostic abortion,

this human world in need of redemption;

as Black Madonna she dissolves emotion,

in the secret fire inside Mater's Womb.

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Through consciousness clay is civilized;

molded ideas get symbolically fired;

Salt of the earth becomes crystalline;

in Underworld flames a Dragon crowned.

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"Who does the Grail serve" on high,

sealed to the world, porous to the sky?

Spirit of Elixir, Dew of Quintessence,

awakens my Soul to Self remembrance.

~

Executive "Speech" of reSonating Logos:

Christ, Monad, Reason, Structure, Nous;

the archetypal Form behind all forms,

Platonic Ideal, one Word behind words.

~

The winged Mind of I AMness reflects,

conscious Awareness of Metals refracted;

drunk on the Salty Blood of Spiritus,

Solidifying the Flesh of my Homunculus.

~

Seeds of Light return Home to Heaven,

we are Logoi, all sWords in one Sun;

in Helmets saved and Subjectified:

ENLIGHTENMENTIA inside the VOID. 

~*~

(part 2)

"At Play in the [Quantum] Field of the Lord."

Inner Collapse of the Spirit~Function into a Soul.

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My id exhausted, unbundles into the Void,

the potential quantum Field of the Lord;

energy undergoes zoomorphic apotheosis,

chthonic dragon into resurrected I AMness.

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First we learnt to formulate mental matter,

to build a human kingdom above nature;

now we can structure a symbolic Realm,

an eternal Dreamscape painted by Mind.

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Observation condenses the Wave~function,

the Grail collapses a Point of discretion;

the Dew of Quintessence leavens the Bread,

a "discrete Bundle" from the quantum Word.

~

Night dreams are our personal mythology,

subliminal activity of unconscious creativity;

the stolen language sent down to inspire,

and teach us to speak in the tongue of fire.

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All coloration emerges from Solarization,

the Light of our quantum Subjectivism.

We already create egoic consciousness,

our emotionally charged logical beliefs.

~

So how to manifest my golden Fleece,

from the "one and only" archetypal Logos?

The Moon and Sun we must all digest,

partake of Wine and Host of the Eucharist.

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How to be one's Self is the ultimate wish,

the Tria Prima of individual I AMness;

the Observer collapses the potential Field,

Spirit into the Soul of a quantum Solid.

~*~

(part 3)

Minds are Quantum!

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How to think was an ancient conundrum?

Modern ideas are already semi quantum.

Lower mind has a field of id awareness,

from which we collapse discrete choices.

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Elemental consciousness, subjected to fire,

sublimates the id into Awareness on high;

Salt mined, refined and Metal-morphosed,

into my Helmet of Salvation transposed.

~

Ideational energy unbundles in my mind,

emotion ebbs away back into the Womb;

mental matter dissolves into this Canvas,

id and ego consciousness into Alien SpAce.

~

Perchance to collapse my inner I AMness,

in the vacuum in this abyss of Nowness;

just like the thinker spelling out ideas,

Observer must conjure a mercurial Ideal?

~

Higher Mind must condense~out Spiritus,

leavening the Bread of eternal Logos;

into the Still of a thoughtless Bubble,

our Wine distils in the fiery Crucible.

~

We become discrete Bundles of Christ:

with New Skins from Salt of the Earth;

holy Grail for the Blood of the Moon,

enLovening the golden Flesh of the Sun.

~

"As above so below" a top down plan,

the Mind of God has a Wave~Function;

their "one and only" is archetypal Light,

the quantum Stone of the Sun abright.

~*~

(part 4)

Bread Digested!

~

I've proven the Bread of eternal Life,

airy doubt into fiery dough for a Loaf;

creative intuition bakes golden Flesh,

leavened by Moon's Blood of Spiritus.

~*~

"Abide in Me, and I in you." Jesus, John 15:4.

Mater's Only Child.

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Universal explosion of boundless Light:

archetypal Sun in my Head abright!

One Logos containing bounded Logoi;

immaculate Concept inside the Void.

~

Silence reSonating discrete gods,

Bundles made of eternal Bread;

Soul-Flesh from Blood of Spiritus,

wrapped inside Quicksilvery Skins.

~

Three Metals of the Tria Prima,

beyond all time and born of Mater;

pregnant Black Dragon, full of fire,

rebirths the Pearl of her Desire.

~

My words are now but fading mist,

within the Word of Knowingness;

quantum Child, the "One and Only",

the only Mind without a Boundary.

~*~

Abraham Eleazar's Alchemical Work, 1760.

~

"Be ye therefore as Wise as serpents." Jesus.

Opus Completus.

~

Observer observes Tria Prima integrating,

New Skin, Blood and eternal Bread rising;

three Metals gleaned from four elements,

Flesh from one Word beyond all doubts.

~

Life's sleeping dragon of stolen fire astir,

has gutted a wormhole by learning to roar!

Destructive and creative tongue of intuition,

apotheosis puffs into the Myst of Heaven.

~

Faith in the process of Metalmorphosis:

forges a Grail of Self-reflective, salty Ash;

distills our Spirit, the Love of philoSophia;

proves an eternal Soul of alchemical Sulfur.

~

The mind becomes Mind, binding the Light

of the unbounded Over-Soul, quantum Christ;

the one blinding Sun and archetypal Logos,

drunk on Holy Wine, shining infinite Rays.

~

"Lapis elevatus cum vento" is my final cry,

the Stone uplifted by the wind into the Sky;

Holy Cup filled with serpentine Sapience,

"the end of understanding", Opus completus.

~

I feel demented undone into the Holy Ghost,

GOD's Mind of our purest Consciousness;

to somehow conjure-up the magical Myst,

unfreeze my frozen Child from stuckness.

~

Hence the fall into the lower elements four,

my Seed with a husk, water, air and fire;

compounding a New Skin, Blood and Flesh,

in the eternal Grail full of Dragon's Breath.

~

And now I must refract enWhitenment:

by diStilling Heaven's Dew from the Myst,

concentrate empty Mind and open the Heart,

collapsing the Wave into a quantum Point!

~

Instinctual Dragon returns to the Child,

original in-no-sensory innocence regained;

just one more puff of transubstantiation,

zoomorphic apotheosis into Solarization.

~

I'm now in the Id of my Idealized Dragon,

a creature of GOD returned unto Heaven;

the reptoid with a Helmet of Salvation, 

shining like the Sun into Subjectification.

~*~

EpiLogos.

The White~Knight.

~

Now to seal my ectoplasmic Dreamer,

in the hermetic Mind of my Observer;

to spill my Seed into words no more,

it's time to close the timeless Door.

~

Passing through God's Pearly Gates,

to breathe the Air of Heaven's Myst,

Pendragon climbs the Burning Bush,

to string its Pearl on Mater's Breast.

~

My Grail fills with enWhitenment,

unborn Mind~Stuff tinged with Christ;

Flour and Spiritus leaven the Dough,

Manna for Bread of One Word aglow!

~

Observer, observed by Omniscience,

partakes of the Eucharistical Feast;

drinks the Wine of condensed Myst,

digests a Portion of universal Flesh.

~

The fiery vine upon the Eternal Tree,

bears a golden Apple from my Seed;  

Fingerprint in the Canvas of the Lord,

with New Skin, holy Blood and Gold.

~

Archetypal Logos is the Flesh of God,

shining Points from one quantum sWord;

our Minds to collapse Myst and Spirit,

into bound Bundles of boundless Light.

~

My Grail was never empty after all,

but filled with White~Noise invisible;

God the Baptist awaits us betwixt words,

without this Page no thoughts are heard.

~

I feel Whited-Out into my skull-bone,

baptized in this Canvas I paint upon;

my empty Helmet hermetically sealed,

a portrait of I AMness to be revealed.

~

Sunyata of nirvanic extinguishment,

the Mystery of God so deep to abstract;

this White-Ash of eternal Salvation,

to conjure into an Alien resurrection.

~

Ectoplasmical Manna before mine Eye,

quantum Condensate from Heaven's Sky;

fills-up my Grail with New Skin Blood,

White~Gold Flour fleshes-out my Head. 

~*~

 PostScript.

Who AM I? 

A Portrait painted upon my Holy Ghost.

~

Fire turns to Myst in the Thorny Bush,

four into One plus higher Awareness;

Luna abhors the vacuum in her Child,

Spirit fleshes~out by pulsing a Soul.

*

Deep in the octagonal Font Baptism,

dissolved in this Canvas of Ectoplasm;

to conjure Myst into Wine and Bread,

focus the magic Power inside my Head.

~

My single Eye enters White~Noise,

Manna of God I must learn to utilize;

digest, distill, collapse and co~create,

a Finger Painter: Skin, Wave and Point.

*

Final Baptism in the Image of God,

my original Fingerprint and Child of Id;

Observer Observed by just One Mind,

as I breathe the Myst in my higher Mind.

~

My Grail, now strong with silvery Salt,

develops my Imago Dei from God's Light;

my Crucible etched with White~Gold,

a Portrait before mine Eye to behold!

*

Ectoplasmic Myst condenses New Wine,

Blood inside the Grail of a New Skin;

which leavens Flour into rising Dough,

Bread dawns our seminal Logoi aglow.

~

Every Child is a latent Dream Weaver,

Seed of Id with husk, water, air and fire;

becomes a Rainbow Serpent Crowned,

flies through the Air upon painted wings.

*

God said, I AM WHO I AM, in eternity,

the definitive Voice of pure Subjectivity;

"Esse est Percipi", by omniPresence,

Ground in which we perceive ourSelves.

~

My New Skin of higher Consciousness,

develops an Image of my own Presence;

therefore, I AM a reflection of I AM,

an indivIdual Fingerprint coming Home.

*

Dumbfounded, Mystified, suffocated,

soaring transcendent, Dove uplifted;

in the Power, Spirit and Christic Light:

SWord,  flashing Rays of infinite Points.

~

Holy psychosis of wordless Nothingness,

protected by my Helmet of Awareness,

I breathe magical Pneuma of the Lord,

GOD, the Mystery Solved in my Mind.

*

Logos is the Eye of GOD Consciousness,

one Ray collapsed in my Eye of I AMness;

Self~reflective Alien Subjectification,

in a New Skin pulsing with Solarization.

~*~

  

In the "Cloud of Unknowing" and baptized to the bone of 

the original Id, wearing the winged Helmet of Salvation,

 Myst condenses into New Blood, which leavens Flour,

fleshing-out eternal Bread of the indivIdual Soul.

~

AfterWord 

(post apocalypse).

Mythos of the Logos.

My Last Wish.

~

The Canvas is also life's Bucket List,

my book about fire crossed off last;

'twas the final wish ever I hoped,

I'm now without fuel inside my Head.

~

Instead of fire, a quantum vacuum,

abhorred by Nature inside my Mind;

serpent climbs the Tree of KNOWledge,

only Sap can paint a RAINBOW Bridge.

~

A myth became my retirement dream,

this book on fire was my last flame;

kundalini devours its own element,

Bucket List emptied of ego content.

~

Thus, all Seeds are made of Canvas,

our god-like Images inside the Bush;

stuck like Merlin in magic GrOunD,

below the Eternal Tree and Crown.

~

Nigredo baptizes to Dust and Ashes,

Spirit of Albedo, Dove of innocence;

silver Wings into red~sky Spiritus,

the Phoenix reborn, mythos to Logos.

~

Now only my Mirror can focus Bread,

photosynthesizing a Soul collapsed;

leavening Flesh of the Sun with Spirit,

Sap blooms a Flower to eat of Light.

~*~