Metallic Colours of the Mind.

The Cauda Pavonis (Latin- Peacock's Tail)

from Splendor Solis, 16th century.

Metallic Colours of the Mind.

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I feel saddened by this end of time,

Salt corrodes everything in my Mind;

I must Now die to be reNewed,

nothing left for me in this world!

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Human life has fulfilled its purpose,

to become who I AM by apotheosis;

the dragon's breath turns to Myst,

empty Grail ready for the Eucharist.

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Of a morning I repeat the pattern,

a quick replay and re-evaluation:

the story and drama that got me here,

instinctual desire demented by fire!

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Now I'm denuded back into my Id,

original Seed and Mind dehusked;

a FingerPrint with New Skin of Ash,

Bones in need of Blood and Flesh!

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Methodical regression over the years,

 stripping away the tears and ideas;

baptized by "fire upon the earth",

creativity destroys but also rebirths.

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This tongue of fire with which I write,

has now forged a PenDragon white;

Albedo to Rubedo fills the Grail,

with the Cauda Pavonis last to seal.

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An alchemical process and ritual,

the Still Motion inside my Crucible;

volatile Spirit disgorges the Sun,

Red~Dragon into a Peacock becomes!

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This Peacock's Tail has told its tale,

 metallic colours shimmering all;

many stones turned to make a Soul,

Feather of Maat into an Individual!

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Having Solidified fiery inSpiration,

by way of quantum Subjectification,

Osiris rebirths through veils of Isis,

alchemical Opus and Cauda Pavonis.

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Nigredo, Albedo, Rubedo from Myst,

then Solarization of Consciousness.

The ex-experiment ends as it began,

Now, with Nous to conjure-up Mind!  

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