Sometimes she's here ,
sometimes she's there ,
sometimes she's high above
or radiant in mystic prayer .
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Singing to the trees
or dancing under stars ,
running through an everglade
when Venus conjunct Mars .
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She knows the path
of Truth and Light .
Her spirit guides
transcend the Night .
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The Empress heart soothes
wounded from neglect .
She is Skadi , Shakti ,
Artemis and Bastet .

Enshrined vessel corporeal ,
the numberless strands
of infinite time ,
kaleidoscope persona of
Nature , Temperance and Psyche .
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With serene countenance ,
in sweet golden light ,
the codes of the Goddess ,
Queen of Cups
and Queen of Swords .
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With transforming Geometry
of Justice and
Compassion ,
the unseen ancient force
of her terrible power ,
far beyond base contemplation ,
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Rains down the verdict
on dishonour and strife ,
elevating the
transcended ,
while relegating all else
to Beelzebub , earthbound
and gehenna .

In a dark chasm
between thought ,
and in velvet blackness ,
I search for you in dreams .
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Shivering , lying
on cold ground
in some abandoned temple ,
seduced  by the eroticism
of Night .
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Hidden were the diverse signs ,
ghostly lanterns ,
born in times of Chaos ,
you were my star and my light .
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Now , glorious in victory ,
and amongst cherubs ,
and with sacred flame ,
we dwell in a third kingdom .
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Time bends around
our many lives ,
and with mathematical devotion
breathes a magic forest to life .
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Throughout the universe
is a shining path .
We will meet at midnight
to love , and to love
again .

Coursing through his veins
like rivers through
abandoned ancient cities ,
the energy of Frequency and Vibration .
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How stars distribute light and time
throughout the cosmos ,
a pulsating neural
network ,
of dreams , memories and
ghosts .
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From now until the end of
time and before ,
then in swift current
surrender ,
Tower , Ten of Swords and
revelation of the Dream
Portal ,
Jehovah , the Magician and
Death .

Ace of Pentacles ,
the macro and the micro .
Remember all the things
you have ever learned ,
then step onto the boat
with Skadi and her six swords .
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The prophets all
are ascending to the sky .
Hope springs eternal in
children and the mad
and when frequency and vibration
become energy and light .
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This island Earth
the turning of the years  ,
where the path always forward
is absolute devotion ,
while unseen on the Other Side  
a terrible storm approaches .

The Queen of Wands
and a black cat at sunrise .
Four cups in the air ,
a giant hand in the sky .
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Hathor , Isis and
how the Holy Spirit
as the Winged Goddess
sends a ****** of crows .
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For all vengeance dwells
with the creator of
numbers .
Spirit drifts on the wind ,
hallowed by His name .
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While at their
filthy ritual of earthbound violence ,
four holes in the ground
and nightmare fills their void .
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Turn away , turn away ,
do not watch His work ,
Jehovah is my god ,
Jesus Michael and His sword .

Carl Jung in his tower
conversing with Dragon
and the Moon Goddess
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" There are two trees
   that are one
   and they are the
   masculine
   and the feminine .
   They are
   creating a
   new dimension
   using alchemy ,
   Temperance and
   emotion . "
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Two pillars bring forth
the unexpected .
A new seeding of cycles
and transformation .
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There will be two eclipse ,
first one solar , and next
lunar .
Then the warrior sweeps
all before him .
and the Goddess moves
her hand
across the Night .

The Pillar of Mercy on
one side ,
on the other , the Pillar
of Severity .
All along the Corridor
of Initiation
rang out the cry ,
Uriel , Auriel , Ariel !
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Archangel , fire in left palm ,
in her right hand a flaming
sword .
Sun disc breast plate of
chain mail ,
the spirit of Poetry ,
Science and Divine
Judgement .
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Then a glowing silver orb ,
floating on the cool night
air ,
and the angel's flaming
sword became
a scroll on which was
written
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One , Five , One , Five , Five
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This awakened the wild spirits of the grove ,
rainbows , waterfalls and
butterflies .
In the woods their sacred
tryst was made ,
And they rode the
Winged Horse ,
Magician , Priestess and
Spirit .

we talked for an hour over chicken alfredo
and my fork kept clinking ringing crashing
against the edge of my bowl
like every time i tried to speak my hand
(knowing it could or should not strangle me silent)
would drown me out with metal

my night was sleepless on purpose
my eyes and throat begging
to shut in shame and respite but
i forced myself awake with every sip
(red bulls and cheap whiskey and stale banana bread)
i swallowed into grimaces
i swallowed into laughter

and my soles ached and argued
against the not-quite salted sidewalks
and the decaying skeletons of autumn
against the freezing arterial
and they all knew i could never catch up
as i ran behind shouting to wait
just a second let me reach–

for what?

for who?

the words i wasted don’t exist anymore.
now i talk over myself and my lover
and the words don’t matter;
they flow between us,
herbal tea with cream and sugar
flows between us like
sunlight pouring in through the blushing leaves
the sunset trees
that only we and the woodpeckers can touch

My grandmothers are
standing there ,
mother , maiden , crone .
Wisdom , transformation
and they are guardians
of the doorway .
☆
Black Crow waits patiently
outside .
New Moon in
Scorpio ,
the blank rune , Judgement ,
spirits of the earth and
material existence .
☆
Destiny is power and using
Chaos ,
like the three fates ,
or cutting a thread ,
only realising it was always
this way .
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My grandmothers are
standing there .