My Spirit Crushed!

Splendour Solis (16th century).

"A man emerges from a swamp. One arm is white, the other red,
and his body black, thus incorporating the main colour changes
in the alchemical process. His head is metamorphosed into a
glassy sphere." (Adam McLean, the alchemy website).

My Spirit Crushed!

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I feel that my Spirit is crushed,

beneath the foot of a giant force!

My New Skin can barely observe,

hold up the Grail or keep my nerve.

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I feel so libidinally frustrated,

an ego with my id castrated!

I need a coffee or instinctual sex,

to reverse this catabolic vortex.

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But that would be but a reprieve,

and so I continue with my dive,

into this Underworld of purgatory,

to complete the process of my story.

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I'm in the Crucible of higher Mind,

beneath the world of humankind,

I must raise my Cup full of Wine,

Spirit crushed from a living vine.

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Regression is reverse-flowing libido,

water drains into the swamp below;

airy ideas are whited-out undone,

consciousness denuded to the bone.

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Hell is hell, except to my Metals,

without fire I've no immortal Soul;

zoomorphic apotheosis id to Ideal,

Sun fleshed-out by a Bloody ordeal.

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Miracles are symbolic reSonations:

- to raise the dead by resurrection;

- find the Grail, turn water Wine red;

- digest one Word of risen Bread.

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"The angel swung his sickle on the earth,
gathered its grapes and threw them into
the great wine-press of God's wrath." Rev 14:19

(part 2)

My Salamander on the Cross of 4 elements aflame,

and the golden Bloom of the Leavened Rose.

"The Lord did everything in a mystery, a Baptism and a Chrism and a 

Eucharist and a Redemption and a Bridal Chamber." Gospel of Philip.

The mind's reflective ability to ask itself questions, implies

an echo Chamber; the same higher Mind or Bridal Chamber 

where the Moon and Sun are joined in the alchemical wedding. 

Cross+Over.

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On the fiery cross of four elements,

the dragon forges my three Metals;

a Grail and its quicksilvery Wine,

Moon turns to Blood before the Sun.

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Salamander climbs the Burning Bush,

Tree of Knowledge and Adam's cross;

upon which Christ was later crucified,

Green Man with sap of earthy desire.

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Helmet, winged with Maat's feather,

my Heart weighed against holy fire;

consciousness crushed, Spirit distilled,

Holy Grail with Quintessence filled.

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The universal Rose stirs the Dawn,

her Wave spreads out in all directions;

dispelling the spell of polarization,

words into one Word of Solarization.

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Gilded Blossom atop the flaming cross,

flowers forth from Blood of Christ;

green apple dies into golden Fruit,

the new Adam, with Eve the Serpent.

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Sophia, philoSophy of the Ophites,

the Love of Serpent wisdom bites;

poisons the ego with Mercury divine,

awakens the Soul with Spirit of Wine.

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How to re-member dragon's Pearl,

instead of falling back into the world?

"Who asks the question and of Whom?"

My ego asks. You stay silently One!

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"Silent night, holy night! All is calm, all is bright.

Silent night, holy night! Son of God loves pure light."

Father Joseph Mohr.