#numerology
Phases of Earth are now eclipsing me
See the Earth rising from The Unknown
I am tethered by God, anchored am I against the invisible waves & calamity
Brandish a personal brand of justice, let subtle little riddles await
Numerology passes me by quietly, early at sunrise symbols and digits visit me
Obsessed with the rapidly algerbriac occuring numbers in my sacred place
Before the moon rises in the past
Back when the land & air were still
Greeting to Venus, Her transit on high
How She gloats with soothing beauty!
Prevalence of starry nights begin--
Increasing journeys as the Moon begin her Path on a skywalk
Midnight assumption I no longer sleep
A slumbered welcome of the celestial expanse
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 1:55 PM UTC
The Eye of Odin ,
drinking of the well .
Sacrifice material for
the spiritual ,
life path number
seven .
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Disembodied voice ,
now calling to Bastet .
Crow lands in front of him ,
and a cat leads a pack of dogs .
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The Corridor of Meaning ,
a seven pointed star ,
Hamsa and divinity
and keeping to the
way .
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The mystery of Pi
and the Sea of Tranquillity .
Two kingdoms become one
under a blood red moon .
Oct 14, 2024
Oct 14, 2024 at 7:01 AM UTC
He is the Singing God ,
the Singularity of Numbers .
His fortress is my stronghold
and His beautiful visage
is the Horn and Shield
that makes my enemies to shake
and tremble in fear .
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He drives them to the sea
and casts them down in silence ,
bound with silken cords of regret ,
then tormented by cherubs and
seraphim and glowing
purple orbs ,
while for me a great banquet is laid out .
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In forgotten pyramids on
the Mountains of the Moon ,
they heard the Earth tremble
as He brought forth fire from His mouth
and consumed the Unclean
in a deluge of despair .
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The valleys of their deceit lay exposed
and the temple of their lies
became a sodden field
devoid of all human warmth .
Putrid wasteland of misery ,
a mansion blown over with
flies .
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As for Jehovah my God ,
he is flawless and perfect .
He is Alpha and Omega .
He raises me to the highest of mountains
and guides my hunter's Moon
on the path of His
righteousness .
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Only oblivion awaits the profane
who put darkness for transcendence
and hope , while base untruth
and lies still issue forth
from that archangel of sadness
bound in chains at the bottom of the pit .
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The wrath of Jehovah
or the beauty of righteous violence .
Seven star sisters were saved .
Delivered , they pronounced holy judgement and
down into a valley walled of black sheer towering onyx
those afflicted souls were cast .
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The Keeper of the Mysteries ,
the Black Madonna and the
first crowned queen of Egypt ,
now tred the temple path in paradise ,
where lion lies down with the Lamb
and all expression is as the mind of my god .
Oct 9, 2024
Oct 9, 2024 at 8:40 AM UTC
*
*
asleep
and fall
777)
6
5
4
3
2
(1
i count them
(starry starry night)
through the night sky
(fly into heaven)
woolbirds fly high
Aug 8, 2024
Aug 8, 2024 at 11:34 PM UTC
I don't need to know my numbers,
because I am aware of my worth.
But to you, it either doesn't count.
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 2:36 PM UTC
1,2,3,4
Keep counting
It’s heavy, and the air is hot
1,2,3,4
Keep counting
I hear the screaming, and all the lies.
Come on girl, keep counting
1,2,3,4 snap snap
My hands are trembling I can’t quite see
But 1,2,3,4. Keep counting. You’ve gotta breathe.
1
2
3
4
That’s how many breaths you need
Count to 4. Count to 4.
Just. Keep. Counting.
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 12:34 AM UTC
Five broken arrows
litter the great battlefield
of this weary heart.
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 8:41 PM UTC
Gambling with Tarot cards,
got The Devil in the palm of my hands with the edges creased,
The Devils in the details and He knows me well,
holding 3 6’s plus card #15 The Mark of The Beast,
it’s when you’re the most up,
that they want you to leave the least,
it’s getting dangerous at the table,
I’ve got the whole pie and every guy wants a piece,
used to trade in seashells,
now we’ve got black cards and private tables for us VIPs,
and the lovely ladies know me well,
like a pizza pie or birthday cake everyone wants a piece,
it’s amazing what a few million will do,
and I’m confident so I don’t need a crew,
rolling solo till my cause of death reads “FOMO”,
I mean if you had these opportunities/risks you’d take them too,
which is why you can always find,
me at the table all in with my chips out,
no kids no wife no significant other,
so I’m spending it all on whichever chics has her **** out,
a conscious writer but still in a man’s body,
so how you like me now,
no Toby Keith or kobe beef,
just these og vegetables,
but I’m not what I eat,
I’m so much more,
and I’m not a meet and greet,
nor a mall because I’ve got much more in store,
so please pass the drinks por favor,
in Colombia with a straw and some Coca-Cola,
drinking so much I feel like the Drink King,
drinking like a Drink King,
listening to Drake sing his song “Controlla”,
in real life no real wife,
I mean I really know Drake,
but anyways I’m not here to get distracted,
so let me backtrack to the point I was trying to make,
which is that it’s tough to stay vicious,
when blessed with the gifts that so many wish to have,
which is sorta suspicious gift the fact that the 6 is,
a card that appears 6 times in the Tarot deck’s stack,
Six of Wands 6 of Swords,
Six of Cups Six of Pentacles,
6 to represent the card of The Lovers,
Tarot decks reflect my self we’re both collectibles,
only difference is with me there’s only one,
maybe that’s why they offer everything in exchange for only my time,
“Here take this money take these drugs take these luxuries!”,
“Take anything that will at least be a chance for me to call you mine!”,
says many Ones often but they are mistaken,
because I can’t be there’s I’m not even mine,
I am no one’s I am no thing,
I am only a part of The Whole which is The Divine,
and I know all this,
I know that I’ve been bestowed with all these blessings,
still I can’t help but fall victim to the sins within Man,
which is why I see you can find me at the table gambling things,
gambling with Tarot cards,
got The Devil in the palm of my hands with the edges creased,
The Devils in the details and He knows me well,
holding 3 6’s plus card #15 The Mark of The Beast…
∆ LaLux ∆
www.scribd.com/document/388173677/The-Holy-Trilogy-Volume-2-Mandalas
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
Know thyself,
know your worth,
for if you don’t know yourself nor your worth,
then really your art work will hardly be worth the hard work,
but know yourself & know your work,
& every work of art will be worth it even if it isn’t perfect,
sure it's tough being of service in this whirlwind world circus of serpents,
but you will prevail if you steady your sails & navigate with your compass,
through the currents with a purpose enlightened & in service,
there are still good men amongst us,
though only a few it's true,
but their virtues are righteous enough to help us all pull through,
which compels me to ask if one of those righteous men might be you,
see nothing lasts forever,
but together we can build a few statues,
we can create a few solid things in this unstable world of chaos,
because it's not a coincidence that water freezes at the degree of 32˚,
because it's symbolic of solidifying something that's not solid,
so let me ask you again is one of those righteous men you?
∆ Aaron LaLux ∆
from The Holy Trilogy Vol.2: Manadalas
available worldwide here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1721134158
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 12:32 AM UTC
This City’s,
got so much electricity,
I don’t even have to turn the lights on,
to feel like the lights are on,
in a constant state of Neon Dawn,
in a nauseous state of Beyond Numb,
it's obnoxious how Far We've Come,
at the same time how Dumb We've Become,
being put to sleep consistently,
by the constant sound of electrical hums,
how come,
we willingly put ourselves here,
in these cities in these boxes,
locked in our own insecurities & fears,
how come,
we willingly put ourselves here,
specifically right here & now at 33 Ultimo,
an Old Soul braving The New Frontier,
how come,
we willingly put ourselves here,
specifically right here & now at 33 Ultimo,
that’s not a joke that’s the address here,
33 Ultimo,
a building,
built by tax evading Chinese,
hiding their money from their own country,
but I guess we all hide something...
∆ LaLux ∆
excerpt from The Sydney Sessions;
available worldwide for FREE here: www.scribd.com/document/367036005
And available worldwide for purchase here:www.amazon.com/dp/1981605932/
Dec 17, 2017
Dec 17, 2017 at 7:25 PM UTC
You think you know until you don't
And then it all falls apart
Broke, busted and alone
Time for a whole 'nother start
Pick up all the mangled little pieces
Mold them into another shape
Smear some love into the creases
Pretend there's no escape
The places, they are always changin
And the view never stays the same
Every dripping bit of sin
To no avail could it be tamed
The itch will devour you entirely
Unless you learn how to see
With all of your different parts
And not just your ******* heart
You think you know, but you don't
And its all falling apart
Broke, busted and alone
Time for a whole 'nother start
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 12:21 PM UTC
I know there was One,
but, then:
Two.
I was told
Three,
but, I'd venture to guess Four.
Or, maybe, Five.
But, I don't know, man.
I can't quite tell.
How many would you say?
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 3:10 AM UTC
I love the number three
In all its numerology.
The universe,
Yes, every atom
Builds paragons,
With protons and
ons and ons...
Three illustrates our progression
As the sum of all before.
Our music finds accord
When three notes
Blend to chord.
Love and all we deem
Of worth,
Is here,
Third planet,
Earth,
Where life gives birth
To you and I and us,
Dependant on
Animal, ore and vegetation
To ensure regeneration.
We grew, grow and nurture
In past, present and future.
Our words, thoughts and deeds
Are civilization's seeds
For a wholesome, safe and peaceful life
With Faith, Hope and Charity.
My favourite three priorities:
Andrea, Maggie and Kathleen.
Now,
With the birth of Aine,
I'm in love with four.
Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC