The Blood~Moon Births the Sun.
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The Shaman into death en-trances,
enters the realm of archetypes;
self sacrifices his elemental ego,
resurrects his metallic Imago.
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Ka means "Image" of higher Mind,
the Observer hermetically sealed;
he who flies his animal "Spirit,"
Ba, Mercury, the Phoenix uplifted.
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Spirit-Bird ascends to Heaven,
on a quantum Wave transcendent;
unto the "radiant Soul" of Self,
Akh, eternal Stone of I-Am-ness.
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We are god-Particles divine,
by way of apotheosis honed;
Wavicles of Love and Light,
Blood~Moon and Sun united.
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The Yin~Yang atomic oscillation,
inside the memBrane of a New Skin,
reSonates at a higher frequency,
only an Observer can feel and see.
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Sealed off to lower elements,
yet porous to higher influences,
"the Moon turns to Blood,"
darkness of Yin turns red.
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Upon the Wave of Heaven's Heave,
feeling guided by blind Love,
baptismal Wine fills the Grail,
before a miracle is revealed.
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Shamanic death and resurrection,
is a sacramental transformation;
when the higher Mind is full,
Love's Spirit collapses into Soul.
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The Moon births the Sun on high,
baptized in water turned to Wine;
Heaven Heaves her pregnancy,
crowns forth from Blood: Imago Dei.
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The Moon Births the Sun.
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The Moon gathers-up into her Dish
our four languages of consciousness;
earth, water, air, and holy fire,
mixed together, the "Word" to inSpire.
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Panning for gold, Pan, Green Man,
animal Spirit at the "gates of dawn;"
sublimates sublime instinctual salt;
watery-air blows bubbles of thought.
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Thus the id into libido animates,
from earth's wellspring life originates;
flowing, gurgling, ideas formulating,
a stream of identity, ego conceiving.
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Green consciousness now wears a hat,
the power of thinking lifting it up;
but the golden Sun is still too high,
shines transcendent in heaven's sky.
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Mercury's Moon needs another element,
secret fire to cook the ferment;
mortido, death's instinct now blackens,
alchemical distillation via putrefaction.
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So the winged animal Spirit rises,
Dragon of transformation comes alive;
the great void between Luna and Sol,
crossed in Luna's chariot pulled.
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Finally, from the Crater of the Moon,
an Ideal Self reborn from death's Womb;
four languages fire-forged into One,
the "Word" of God reflecting "I Am."
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Byzantine orthodox "cross over crescent."
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