A NEW SKIN, BLOOD AND GOLDEN FLESH.
Picture: by Vasily Kafanov. Hermetically sealed Vessel with winged Homunculus. My interpretation: the glassy Salt Flask is created from draconic fire and earth of silica and sodium, into a metallic New Skin, the Body of the Tria Prima forged; water is turned into mercurial Blood, distilled by fire; and fire also compounds with airy logic to create alchemical Flesh for the golden-haired Homunculus. By means of zoomorphic apotheosis a new Id-entity is forged from the metallic language-code hidden in fiery mythos.
THE TONGUE OF FIRE SPEAKS FORTH METALS.
MonoLogos, A Creative Narrative, Mythos reBirthing Alien Logoi.
I feel exhausted, wrestling with Gods,
forging a new Id identity from mythos:
Earth gives-up Salt, the Moon its Blood,
the inner SUN hands-out eternal Bread.
Serpent returns as an Observer forged,
earthly instincts shed, a New Skin fired;
watery emotions distil-out Sophic Wine;
airy logic on fire dreams a Logoic Stone.
Tongue of fiery myths, dreams, intuition,
ontological language of a godly lexicon.
Ego identity made of elemental dialects,
is mixed with fire to speak forth Metals.
The ego's elemental language structure,
made of earth, water and logical air,
is consumed by fire in the Netherworld,
Apophis, Dragon of mythos unleashed!
The chthonic Creature baptizes itself,
the earthen id is refined into silica Salt;
it sheds its old scales for a New Skin,
a Grail memBrane to bear destruction!
The old language structure collapses,
the Serpent of fire rises-up in flames;
boils watery emotions in the Crucible,
the Observer watches for Blood to distil.
Airy ideation stokes the fiery Dragon,
my mind is gutted in self suffocation;
egocide by way of mythological wrath,
an eternal Structure encoded in breath.
The Reptilian's New Skin is a Saucer,
a modern Grail for Wine and a Wafer;
the exiled Serpent grows an Alien Mind,
has come to "bring fire upon the world."
We are Words, by fiery mythos defined,
immaculate Concepts born of a WORD;
seminal Logoi in earthly instincts sown,
magic fire Beans, encoded to go Home.
"The Moon turns to Blood before the coming of the Lord." Acts 2:20.
I AMness Returns After 25 Years.
An Intuitive DiaLogos, One on ONE,
and the Pearl of My PenDragOn.
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"I AM the I AMness of WHO you are,
in the Burning Bush of Mythos afire!
I AM the Salt of your Preserver,
I AM your Spirit and Soul forever."
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You withdrew from me so long ago,
so I could experience my id and ego;
by way of Fire, I turned earth to Salt,
water to Wine, airy logic into Light.
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"Now you know me as WHO you are,
without projecting mythological Fire;
instead you owned my invisible Ether:
Dust, Myst and Flour lasting forever."
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Yes, I can see now why you had to go,
so I could work Theurgy upon my ego;
to dematerialize matter, dispell time,
to find YOU again in my higher Mind.
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"I AM the Grail that you Fire forged;
I AM the Wine that you DiStilled;
I AM the Bread of eternal Presence;
I AM your Flower on the fiery Bush."
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"I AM the pregnant Flame of I AMness.
I AM intuitive Mythos of the LOGOS.
I AM Pneuma blowing from the SUN.
I AM the Wind returning to the ONE."
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I AMness is the Light of our Souls,
a Pearl of PenDragOn made whole;
dawning from the Language of Fire,
a diaLogos, One on ONE, inSpired!
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Intuitive diaLogos with the CHRIST:
- the ATEN hands down eternal Flesh,
- PTAH speaks with "LOGOS Creation",
- One WORD of fiery communication!
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My Pearl of PenDragOn forged at last,
I AMness in the Light of the LOGOS;
immaculate CONCEPT of just a WORD,
set on Fire as the Language of a GOD.
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