The Thoughtless Bubble of Pneuma

Left: The id reservoir or biological battery of

instinctual energy that energizes the ego.

Right: Cloud Mandorla. The Sky Battery of 

eternal Manna or divine Energy of inSpiration.

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"No one can think of God. Therefore it is my

wish to leave everything that I can think of
and choose for my love the thing that I cannot 

think."  (Cloud of Unknowing, 14th century).

The Thoughtless Bubble of Pneuma.

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Energy reservoir, bio-logical battery,

empowers id to react instinctively;

forces ego to ideate thinking,

putting boundaries on behaving.

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Thought-bubbles of ideation,

mold self-defining ego notions;

the id becomes an identity,

a conscious energy entity.

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Mental matter, leaden thoughts,

too heavy for eternal comfort;

they keep on gravitating down,

concerning survival on the ground.

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How to Heaven can I ascend,

to partake of Manna's sustenance;

unplug my lower mortal coil,

disconnect from all my worldly toil?

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"Cloud of Unknowing" up on high,

quantum Battery in the Sky;

a thoughtless Bubble can transcend,

with Halo of a golden Crown.

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But my heavy head must be cleared,

from the conditioning of many years;

emotionally-charged energy patterns,

keep me in this ideational realm.

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Solarization of consciousness,

de-ments me into thoughtlessness;

but thinking taught me one good thing,

to mold a Boundary, Soul elevating.

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It all boils down to energy,
eternal, interchangeable plasticity.
When ideas vibrate inside my head,
the "Word" of life is heard instead.
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"The Wind blows wherever it pleases",

rebirths the Corona of awareness;

Spirit's pneuma of inSpiration,

inflates the Halo of salvation. 

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"Lapis elevatus cum vento":

the Stone uplifted by the Wind (pneuma) on high.

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The Incarnation of the Word of Life, 1 John 1:1
That which was from the beginning, which we have heard,
this we proclaim the Word of life.
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Creating a Quantum Solid

Chnoubis, the gnostic sun-god and monstrum,
whose archetypal and quantum function is to reconcile
the play of opposites into singularity. The tail of the id rises

up, uniting the Moon and Sun, into the head of Sol. 

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"Mercury is the spirit, sulphur is the soul, salt the body."  Paracelsus.

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Creating a Quantum Solid

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The quantum Sol-id of the shining Lapis,

created from the mind-stuff of philosophers,

is the eternal Soul of the individual,

formed from the spirit, our mortal coil.

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The purpose of life stuck on this Earth,

is to free the id-spirit fixed in dirt;

the hu-man, "of the soil", salt of humus,

is the "seed of the Word" so said Jesus.

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And so this spark must be activated,

to release its potential long awaited;

it is the magic bean of the "true vine"

that grows our life unto clouds divine.

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The fixed salt-of-the-earth, passive,

is stuck in habits long repressive;

Spirit of mercury, volatile with action,

burns with excitation and passion.

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It is the inSpiration from the seed,

inSpires artistic expression of our needs;

all of us feel it as libidinal arousal;

the beginnings of our creative espousal.

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Mercury is the dragon awake, on fire,

animal-Spirit containing all our desires;

and also the crescent Moon, mixing bowl,

alchemical vessel for the work to behold.

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It brings together opposites in the mind,

combines the 4 elements into one sublime;

this fiery Spirit boils up to the surface,

the waters of the repressed subconscious.

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It thus forges in its silvery Chalice,

lead of the id into gold of the Lapis;

the colour-changing dragon fuses, unites,

green to black, then reddens from white.

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Red elixir vitae of our mercurial Water,

nectar of the gods in Heaven immortal;

Wine for the holy marriage celebration,

of our Luna to Sol in reconciliation.

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And so the quantum Solid is created,

from instinctual desire on wings elevated;

into the fixed Soul ankhored in the Sky,

the serpentine Spirit and sulphurous Lion.

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An old alchemical picture showing the wedding of
Sol and Luna, joined by the Spirit (Dove).
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“We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. 
We are not afraid of the darkness. 
We trust that the moon shall guide us. 
We are determining the future at this very moment. 
We know that the heart is the philosopher’s stone. 
Our music is our alchemy.” ~ Saul Williams
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The Time is Now!

The Time Is Now!

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What is this enslavement of the mind,

cast by the trick of twoness, time?

Past memories slowly fading,

future fears and hopes intruding.

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Useful and necessary though it seems,

time grows like a monster freed;

grasping us in its mechanistic hands,

taking over our lives on demand.

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All the while we hardly see,

that happiness can only now be;

for now is the one true existence,

outside the tick-tock of twoness.

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And who we really are at core,

the timeless being we're striving for,

also resides not in duality,

but in the Song of Singularity.

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My time-constructed ego identity,

is the persona who in time believes.

The "mask" we wear to play our roles,

cannot exist through now's wormhole.

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The present seems like emptiness,

so we fill it up to stop being anxious;

end up time-poor, racing around,

to get back to the timeless Ground.

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Stuck in a loop of egoic thought,

in time's repeating pattern caught;

but in the end its just conditioning,

can be unravelled by proper seeing.

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The "clock watching" of our days,

ties us up in time's delay;

until the Knowing we somehow knew, 

when the now comes shining through.

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In this abyss of nowness focussed,
riding the wavicle of consciousness;
Neptune's surfer rises on the trident,
the quantum point of life's one moment.
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Jesus said "we must be like children,"

in order "to enter Heaven's kingdom;"

by this he meant their timelessness,

playing in the joy of the Present-tense.

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The "field of the lord" is all around,

in this very now, and full of flowers;

here we are, where all minds bloom;

forever perennial, and awaiting you!

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The Alchemy of Lead into Gold!

The Alchemy of Lead into Gold!

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How do I strike Gold in the mind,

discover the truth, the Pearl to find?

This "Rock of Ages" or philosopher's Stone,

inSpires my will to keep on going.

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Perhaps it is right before our eyes,

the golden Sun that daily rises;

an inner light we take for granted,

questioning what is already answered.

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Like the children busy parents ignore,

their delightful spirits we want to adore; 

or magical moments here and now,

we missed by just not being around.

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We worship money for material greed,

far beyond what we really need;

the fools-gold of the atheists,

in whose minds God still persists.

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We cannot repress our divine essence,

only deny and fall into ignorance;

our spiritual side will not be denied,

 emerges again in another guise.

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My leaden thoughts of rationality,

into a golden Mind I wish to see;

the alchemical process of immanence,

refines our earth into transcendence.

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Prima materia is the basic matter,

heavy lead of the primal instincts;

the animal spirit we all have inside,

dragon-fire purifying into light.

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This flame of life becomes our Gold,

like lust turning into Love behold;

we all undergo these transformations,

from lower to higher sublimations.

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Seed of the golden "Word" resides,

within the gut of visceral desires;

each must follow their Spirit dreaming,

the lost talent of childlike imagining.

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For no one can enter Heaven's kingdom,

unless they "become like little children;"

Christ refused to touch Roman coin,

for he was rich with golden Joy.

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The Accident of EnLightenment!

 

Explosion in the Alchemist’s Laboratory, by Justus Gustav van Bentum (1670 – 1722).

"The old legend is that when an Alchemist discovered the true nature of the Universe/Cosmos [usually trying to transform leaden thoughts into a golden new mind], he would achieve a certain flash/explosion of understanding and go screaming into the wilderness only to disappear from this plane of existence."

The Accident of EnLightenment

(waiting to happen, just so!)

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The mercurial Dragon of my Spirit,

fire-forges the Soul-Pearl it gestates;

but who can tame their volatile emotions,

heating-up in alchemical Solification.

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Fiery Spirit baptizes itself into Soul,

cleansed of matter into shining Gold;

burning away all earthly identification,

if only I can bear this disintegration.

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Into the vacuum chamber of the flask,

the meditational mind in emptiness basks;

nature's abhorrence for a void is used,

to draw up immanent Spirit into view.

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The volatility of consciousness ignites,

blows my mind with a deep insight;

Light rapidly expands everywhere at once,

Spirit explodes in a puff of holy smoke.

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Begin with the Seed-Word of prima materia,

concentrate the fiery potency of this Scintilla;

until the detonation of a quantum Accident:

the ignition point~wave of enLightenment!

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Bliss~wavicles of efflorescence in the mind,

the reUnion of two kingdoms finally collide;

the reconciliation of Earth and Heaven,

green-Dragon sheds into a Soul resplendent.

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(from Splendor Solis, 16th century.)

The mercurial Dragon-Spirit undergoes nigredo,

albedo, and rubedo, in the sealed mind, as it fire-forges

and crowns forth itself into the Light of the Soul.

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Glycon

Glycon

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Who has fallen into the underworld,

if All is God in immanence held?

Spirit stuck in a material mind,

sleeping Dragon dreaming blind.

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Which human can tame the Beast,

instinctual Creature in all asleep?

It can be woken, and fire raised,

but who can bear baptismal flames?

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The Giant sleeps with his crown,

in pure resplendence all around;

containing all the kingdoms wild,

green unto gold to be reconciled.

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Slowly waking stirs the Dragon,

the Serpent King in his wisdom;

into a "Burning Tree" all aflame,

the way to Heaven there to climb.

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Atop the Tree a golden Star,

the Angel to who we all aspire;

be the climber, "true vine" awake,

Glycon, Kukulkan, canny Snake.

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Pen-dragon plumed and mighty,

scaly one who scales the heights;

kundalini power of libidinal passion,

creative force in nature flowering.

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And so the Sun-Pearl is fire-forged,

"of the waters", baptized born;

the Sol-like Soul lifted on high,

"Lapis elevatus cum vento", to fly. 

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