Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Métis, Themis, Ma’at, their banter was for naught.
All the tides and tithings wisdoms and their teachings, Daemonium forgot!

But the heavens cry  manna as Nix cried out reprieve!
An act that loosed the flood, the chaos of her sea.

Her pain arose a champion to tend to all her needs,
Formed of Celestial Ocean he bore down on the freed.

A giant wave of madness, thrusting mist of sadness eradicating gladness... One led the ruthless breed.

Opaque in their beginning, formless shapes in twining.
Conjoined but not together, accompanied the weather.
Thalassa’s stringy tether wrapped them all forever.

Come or go in seasons, live or die in age.
No Spring to Fall in reasons, travailing of the mage?
Black tentacles the streamers, rooted into wave.
Witness the all-wise and snaking phantom phage...

Chiron watches while he prances, his dressage on the shore.
Arising liminal of beings wettened ambiguity of yore.
Even Iblis is impressed, such black rotten to the core!

Merkabah or egg, mountain, belly, tree they squabble.
All elements do I cobble, such are actions of the wobble.
Phae, light
phoe·nix
/ˈfēniks/
Nix, night

...burning itself on a funeral pyre and rising from the ashes with renewed youth to live through another cycle.

    -a person or thing regarded as uniquely remarkable in some respect.


Joseph Campbell

The Sun on it's daily journey rises with shining rays upon it's sides at the horizon; the wings. The Sun is symbolically an Eagle who rises at dawn and soars the day until time for rest. The Hero's journey is based on these movements. ⁽ᑫᵘᵃᵐ ˢᵘᵘˢ ˢᵉⁿˢᶦᵗ⁾

PHOENIX

Night and Day combined in a cycle denoting the Sun's journey. ⁻ᴵᵇᶦᵈ


I am born again
so I must journey,

Paused in a trepidation
noon to my respite,

Moon she follows me
spirit sends my sojourn,

I burn on horizon
my form to ashes,

Tested by the darkness
lair of that beast.

Eclipsing the New Moon
broken her to pieces.

Followed by the dark
By my vanquished foe!

I arise anew, again
Dawn, day, dusk, night.

Naivete
The Fall
Ashes
Katabasis
Tribulation
Rebirth
Enlightenm­ent/Ascension
King
8

OGDOAD

Og(cK): aga/okto/octo
Eight
⁻ˢᵘᵐᵉʳᶦᵃⁿ/ᴳʳᵉᵉᵏ/ᴸᵃᵗᶦⁿ

Do(u)/ At: place of serpents
Place, temple/serpent, snake
⁻ˢᵘᵐᵉʳᶦᵃⁿ/ᴱᵍʸᵖᵗᶦᵃⁿ

The place of Serpents
Council of Eight Serpentine Gods

Duat
Heaven(s)

The eight unknown actions
-deities of elemental materials
Vasus
⁻ᴴᶦⁿᵈᵘ

Sun
Sky
Moon
Stars
Night
­Weather
Water
Nature

A
PILLAR
DJED
pillar/spine

...connected to the serpent upon the rise.


THE
DRAGON'S
MOUTH
SPEWS
FORTH
FIRE
6

The fire of the Sun-

THE
DRAGON
IS WISE/ALL-KNOWING
WITH A KEEN GAZE

For the Moon is thought-
⁻ᴴᵉʳᵐᵉˢ/⁻ᴳʳᵉᵉᵏ
⁻ᴴᵒʳ⁻ᵐᵃˢ/⁻ᴱᵍʸᵖᵗᶦᵃⁿ

And Charon means keen gazer-
⁻ᴳʳᵉᵉᵏ

INSIDE
HIS WINGS
ARE EYES, MANY EYES
-stars-

Gigi
Ig-gigi

Eyes, many eyes-
⁻ˢᵘᵐᵉʳᶦᵃⁿ

BES
A beast made up of animal parts-
...parts of the Zodiac/the animal circus
⁻ᴱᵍʸᵖᵗᶦᵃⁿ

ZU-Bird
Zu
⁻ˢᵘᵐᵉʳᶦᵃⁿ

SOKAR
So
⁻ᴱᵍʸᵖᵗᶦᵃⁿ

­Zu-So:/ˈzō/sō/;
Action/the sigil of Saturn, a repeated action:
-actions that repeat
8
⁻ˢᵘᵐᵉʳᶦᵃⁿ

<A FOURTH ALBUM WITH FOUR TITLES>

8

KRONOS
⁻ᴳʳᵉᵉᵏ
SET
⁻ᴱᵍʸᵖᵗᶦᵃⁿ
Saturn
⁻ˢᵘᵐᵉʳᶦᵃⁿ
8

..­.and his number is Eight...
...eight turned sideways is,

t i m e

OG

r      e    p    e    a    t    s


I         N         F        I         N         I          T         Y
The human mind at work on paper.
Mother spinster’s sporcy spindle spaed a specious spider splenetically spinning a sparkling specimen of the spired and spherically eggish; still though spinose although sporadic, seemingly soft, deceivingly so, sacred, secret special place to stave off such besetments!

  Her enchantment’s curse, no less the worse, arachnid terse in webs of verse, or plainly verse we shall rehearse from high above to stage below or thought to hanging from strangely gallows, the sickly web a trap thus cloven of heaven’s weaver said to woven in all her life never betrothen, she cast aside all such resentments!

And so Old Mother Hubbard then went to the cupboard speaking her cursed ways…

  Along came Ariadne, the spider beside thee, winding her spinning, pointing thus pinning upon her the blame for all days. With no voice to speak, evading flood did she seek, a way up from the sea on the laurels of Mother’s uprooted tree. So was it ended, uprooted, upended, the guilt, blame and controversy. Umun-Hubbur, Humwawa, Humbaba, star-weaver and Hubbard and Ariadne!
Old Mother Hubbard, Tiamat, star-weaver, Ariadne are all the same character. The, "spider," who, "weaves," the heavens means the stars as drawn with lines between them in a web pattern. It is an almost universal human concept worldwide. Umun Hubbur in Sumerian means, "The Tearing, Grubbing Mother," IE: a witch who uses roots in potions. Humwawa, Humbaba are both the same as Tlaloc and represents a face of god as drawn with these lines in a circular fashion like the spherical earth for a celestial globe. In Mayan the, "lines," are intestines and in Sumerian they are snakes or one big continuous serpent; Tiamat. In Greek myth it is Circe, Medusa etc. In Egyptian she is Bes the root of the English word, "beast."
Villain villainous vicarious, voracious or a vorate,
a Vulcan hell, a chthonic well, Megaron or substrate,
we find ourselves imagining some patterns in the stars,
with characters traveling -across this field of view of ours.

One will often contemplate the possibilities,
of all the fancied origins, of life in heaven's seas,
did Kronos eat the five they say?
Or does the day disguise them?

Perhaps he eats them every night,
as they dip on the horizon!
Rhyme, Greek mythology, cosmogony as rhyming poetry. All star characters die with the day in TIME.
Beleif Jul 2014
Cosmogony
Part IV


I looked at Earth,
The people panicked;
In search of knowledge,
That I've founded.
What I could be,
If they could spot it.
What life might be,
If it was Gnostic.
Beleif Jul 2014
Cosmogony
Part III


Astonished,
I wandered through stars in their flight.
Bewildered,
I found a seat made out of gold.
I saw before me the ruler of  Heaven.
I noticed his life,
And praised him,
He showed.
Beleif Jul 2014
Cosmogony
Part II


I lie at home,
My wondrous thinking.
I thought not for what I was feeling.
I saw a light that felt immortal,
And fell into a celestial coil.
Beleif Jul 2014
Cosmogony
Part I


Entire cities blown through ages,
The people swarm,
In search of pages.
what life was within the garden,
Gnosticism was not pardoned.

— The End —