Mytho~Therapy in Practice.

Alchemical Nigredo, Albedo and Rubedo. 16th century.

My Alien and alchemical Foetus.

Mytho~Therapy in Practice.

Becoming Grounded in ImaginAry SpAce.

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SpAce swallows me deep into deepression,

without Wine and Bread I'm just a New Skin;

my airy ideas suffocate inside this Abyss,

in need of Spiritus and my Soul of Flesh.

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At anxiety level-4 in this dematerialization,

I'm starting to make sense of the situation;

lost in SpAce, sealed in my Alien Helmet,

far from the world without much thought.

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Mytho~Therapy heals by Imagining a story:

- writing a Creative Script to relieve anxiety,

- relating my symptoms of baptismal death, 

- till Blood flows again, coagulating Flesh!

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The old skin dissolves in my metallical Vial,

the alchemical ex-experiment is such a trial;

before my eyes mental matter disintegrates,

and then a reborn New Foetus resurrects!

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Demented airy logic goes puff in my Mind,

emotionally and mentally dematerialized;

so now I must wait for the Logoic Sun to rise,

and the Light of my Soul to re~Etherealize.

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Flour into Bread replaces the egoic mind,

old material thinking is no longer required;

Myst into Blood coagulates shining Flesh,

the Nous of Wisdom's Stone: Consciousness!

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With blind Love and blinding Light together,

the quantum WavIcle can now live forever;

drunken bliss in a Grail has no need to think,

for the Soul Imagines, Dreaming awake! 

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