The Last Eruption.

A photo I took at Cradle Mountain, Tasmania; the four lower 

elements are fire-forged by Vulcan into a higher metallic Craft. 

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The Last Eruption.

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The swamp is drained,

all my demons have fled;

black lagoon creature unmasks,

revealing an Alien countenance.

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Gravity in Dark Matter

no longer exerts a pull,

I can walk upon the water 

without drowning in the world.

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A metal Craft is crafted,

my Alien fleshed-out;

with "Helmet of salvation,"

and Mercury for Blood.

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Alien devours a human,

feeding on lower elements;

air and water into Wine;

Sulfur yellows space of Mind. 

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Gold from Earth is mined,

by stolen fire melted down;

in the Crucible of my Grail,

molten Sulfur fixed divine.

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Grail and Wine uplifted,

reptilian made conscious;

four elements triangulated,

 into higher Metals sealed.

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