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Carl Jung in his tower
conversing with Dragon
and the Moon Goddess

" 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 . "

Two pillars bring forth
the unexpected .
A new seeding of cycles
and transformation .

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 !

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 .

Then a glowing silver orb ,
floating on the cool night
air ,
and the angel's flaming
sword became
a scroll on which was
written

One , Five , One , Five , Five

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 .
vision dream
She
She --
was seen and born of stars .
An evil sorceress had
fixed a malevolent eye
on her person and
would go against Goddess
and Pneuma ,
but she would be rescued
by a warrior .

Now --
adrift between
worlds ,
in a sea of intuition
and hermetic
communication ,
she glimpses an owl ,
sometimes a messenger
of death ,
and moves toward the
Altar of Fire .

Energy --
Matter , Psyche and
Spirit ,
as it came in that
progression ,
all timelines flowed
through her ,
sacred law and ritual ,
until the mysteries of all
Nature were
revealed ,
by Metatron , angel of
blessings and dreams .

She --
would know the taste of
victory ,
she will not be
denied .
No debased or lesser being
would cross her path ,
not to feel the sting of her
sword steel .
Till she would take her place
in Heaven ,
with the lion and the faun .
The blue green metalled
carapace
shot brilliant shafts of
light ,
blinding him , back to
Akasha ,
as Scarab meandered
knowingly before him .

His left arm was at rest
on the cool slab of marble
while seated , as the other
limb
moved involuntarily
from a hidden source .

Looking up as autonomous
fingers scribed on ,
watching as hundreds ,
thousands of
years flow into a vibration
of centuries ,
caressed by the Divine and
the Holy Spirit .

Then into arms of the
Angel of Dreams ,
to ride in his chariot of
forgetfulness .
As above and then so below
and the spirit of Love will
surely rest on them all .
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 .

My grandmothers are
standing there .
In a vast courtyard
surrounded by columned
portico ,
on one side a tall cylinder
made from the finest
Egyptian glass .

There in was the sensual
dark
blue liquid essence of his
soul .
Blueprint of a challenged
path
and where one was never
like another .

Ahead a towering vulture
six feet high ,
with wingspan over
thirteen feet ,
atop a high golden plinth
of light ,
one last witness of Nature
before beyond .

Till finally the Alter of Fire
where
tiny lizards licked and
stripped his skin .
Numbers , lines , stars and
a red light became
blue ,
drenching him in dread
and dearth .

Where the caressing velvet
blackness
met newly dead souls on
the shores of Acheron ,
Abandon all hope ye who
enter here ,
the grey gloomy path of
torment .

Now frozen and outside of
Time ,
a boundless lake of violet
light ,
wherefrom a giant dolphin's
head
is birthed a new galaxy of
pure thought .

The perfect sword of
surrender
in Tree of Life and mirrored
reflection ,
became The Eagle , high
above the mesa
and saw where the futures
had been sown .

Then he heard her voice
" It is the Initiation of
Destiny ! "
And so fulfilling the sacred
contract
he sat down now , in
prescence of the Great Scribe .
Tree of Life stood at the
centre
of an intersection of
wheels .
He sat to one side in
blue light ,
while above him flew the
Spirit of the Shadow
and an enormous bird
made of fire .

The High Priestess was
there besides ,
and to her left , the Queen
of Swords
danced dervish , slicing
the air .
On the wall behind her ,
an array of knives
and she slept every night
covered in flowers .

Niaids moved swiftly
through swollen streams ,
past a luminescent green
magic grove .
Forest faeries in ceremonial
dress ,
watched as three devotees
of different psychic realms ,
communed with their
ancestors and Nature .

One was adorned with
hibiscus ,
another had come laden
with dreams ,
a third one was dancing in
a soft perfumed mist ,
while all around hundreds
of animals and birds ,
began to sing with one voice
on the wind .
vision , waking dream
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