My life is only a breath, the psyche of the fountainheads
Logos, you see me now but never again; the suspiration
Upon the flaming tip of Gods tongue, if you look for me
I will be gone like a cloud that fades and is gone,
Voidness cannot injure voidness - Orcus hath the soul:
Fireless smoke, the pneuma that brought forth the
Anthropogenesis of atman; the sparks of holiness lodged
In all things: the self-realization my happiness has already
Ended, that which dawneth the way of all flesh, the ghost
Hover over the grave; the qualityless cannot injure
The qualityless.
If a man dies can he come back to life?
The earth covers the flesh, for thy desire-body of propensities
Is void and the lords of death are supplications for the
Parousia of our own hallucinations; as too the dark art
Of necromancy! stars do the spirit crave and a heavenly
Exile exists until the light returns unbroken to its source.



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The gates of Pluto cannot be unlocked, within is
A people of dreams; The formless and void:-
The supreme ways omega-minus function,
The dichotomous sciamachy of eka-bodies and if
You know your origin, you know your destiny as
There is no real disconcernment between the living
And the dead, as the perfection of the body is its soul;
As a pearl in an oyster, being is cast.
Whilst it is not the spiritual that comes first but
The physical wearing the sackcloth and ashes of
Necessitarianism to manumit the seven corporal
Works of mercy upon the secret commonwealth;
A fern seed , like a ghost in the machine fore whom
God would destroy he first makes mad as there is
Nothing that can be hidden and when required
Lucifer, even will, alike a herb of grace materialize
Willingly too expose everything in all creation;
A death prayer, and lie open the akashic records
Of transvirulence before our eyes;- as the
Foolishness of God is wiser than men and the
Weakness of God is stronger than men;
Ordering the existent non-existence, clearing
Consciousness time, in and out of the parallellism
Of Earth and Hell within the paradigm of Heaven.







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The astral maiden, Astraea whom fairly puts
All characters to bed piercing the scales of
The crocodile- The Beneficent Immortals,
Amesha Spentas; for moksha living-out and out-living
Theurgically shaking the invisible numina of
Assiah, breaking darknesses moiety rolling asunder
Claireaudience wisdom using the internal
Monologues of the subtle bodies breath at the
Root of lights vibration. The apparition voice
Of the ritual of silence exciting the Moirai
Formula's of knowledge against the son of night
At the palace of Zeus, uprearing the final justice;
The divine purpose:- becoming visible of matter,
Corporeal, to keep body and soul together upon
Ceiling zero in the presence of the eternal consciousness;
The great watchers of the sleeping souls, loosely
Treading Via Lactea's path attaining
Immortality, burning up and burning out.






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Therefrom the manichaeism wormhole of the
Trivalency of Heaven, Earth and Hell,
A space built ''into space''- The Cinvat Bridge;
The obscure by the still more obscure,
The past and the future, matter and anti-matter
Collide between the two annhilation properties of Srosh and
Vizarsh; provoked over a magian sciomancy thistle,
A spirit indestructable in thought, word and deed,
A most lovely triumvir soul of As Above, So Below, Alike on Earth
Whose transference shadow never grows less for the *****,
That crosses the sky united in the dark whilst life
Reverberates grave requitable impious impunity beyond its
Negative Mass so that All Souls may rise shining
Into the paradise light-land at the final all encompassing
Purgation of the ''Nethermost Hell''.






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As the Unseelie Court enchants the just torment
Either of Heaven or Hell upon the Eleven Trooping
Aristocracies to pay Ichor, the whole zero sum of all passions
The Great Chains of Gaia: Derekh ha-Shemoth,
Liosalfar and Dockalfar; The Image and The Similitude-
Existence and its Expenditure become of mind quintessense.
However, the sensitiveness of the soul finds providence
In blessed feer, propounded a reward unparalleled if
One could be prized 'The Last Standing, Not Falling',
Beyond the Infinite Way an Ipsissmus
Of the eight Sha'are 'Orah sorceries that the wind bloweth
Where it listeth to grant thee power unto the ages,
Gods' corporeal even-tide: The Sword That Keeps Eden!







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Life and Death form the grand spiral of time
To take heart, diamond or garlic, and cully sleep
Providing the baptism for the dead who will
Not understand the sword and sorcery of the
Eternal Tables avowed solipsism upon the astral
Realm of unmanifested being.
A deity twin-saviour, an ineffable Tuat
Child of the child- The axiom of the
Four Last Things; A fetch whom obsecrated
Anubis and Abraxas to combat the
Hell's on the one hand and to sustain
The Heaven's on the other,
An aletheia spirit return carrying a
Hand of Glory which licked the expanse
Carnal dust to link metempsychosis
Assignation and arise a spiritual gewiyya
That a saint in heaven would grieve to see.







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The casus belli of the words harmony at the
Feet of Gamaliel's folly. A seraphic
Stratagem obeying certainties affirmation on
The tip-toe of expectation and the wind of
Discretion to tell of death in the ***, as well
As of, the better part of valour; the cold-hearted
Claret flame searing noxiously at the drubbing
Casuistical deleterious benedictory embranglement-
To see as far through a brickwall as anybody, espying
The beshrewed fragrance of spirits on the left, cloying
Incuriously at the beatific vision possessing knowledge
Of experience goring miscreant houses made of
Man and woman with inconsequential hands to the
Right which cut the baby in half upon the
Green silk of kings who know not the time of day
Nor the breath of God.









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