Id, Latin "it", the instincts and energy in the unconscious
mind that underlie all psychological impulses.
The Breath of Life
the mind magic of conjuring-up ourselves.
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This entire world is an inflation,
of id-energy, a pneumatic creation;
we ourselves conjure-up our beliefs,
and the stories that fulfill our needs.
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Ideas catch our imagination on fire,
libido inflates, thought bubbles inSpire;
into airy notions and conceptions,
learning to shape our daily prospects.
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Thus we co-create our story line,
life's ups and downs of experience,
the Spirit's process of immanence.
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From water in the latent id reservoir,
libido activates, animating who we are;
we follow its flow into many desires,
as it tells our truths and also lies.
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It self-defines our egoic identity,
the "thinker" molded by thoughts indeed;
but a higher Self is yet to be born,
inSpiration of the Philosopher's Stone.
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The "old skin" must suffer deflation,
into mortido, energy of destruction;
divine Wind, Kamikaze, death's blow,
holds the secret of an eternal glow?
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Holy Ghost, Shiva, our lord Thanatos,
the gods of Death, but also rebirth;
re-forge the fiery Breath of Pneuma,
inflating a "New Skin" with their power.
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The "seed of the Word" earth fallen,
human coil of id-energy's motion;
rises and sublimates vine to Flower,
the ideal Soul, to endure forever.
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