When Mages Meet
Like two stars crashing into each other,
Was that you? That was you,
Living on the same rock, here,
This is the living Mystery, dear,
Synchronicity from sheer Will,
Save trust for the Universe,
I ask,
"How could I pass you again,
In the halls of this mystic knowledeum,
This university of magickal soundscapes,
Where then the stairs rearrange,
And the walls change shape,
And there are dozens upon dozens of mirrors,
Through the corridors,
It shouldn't be surprising to be passing you by,
Constantly on this walk,
The very awareness,
Of true silence,
Leaves us stopping to talk,
Just the stuff,
That this sort of thing is made up of,
Like two stars going nova,
After the collision,
Visual precision,
Made more dense by the mixing,
Of planes and perceptions,
The strangest things are perhaps,
As weird as they may be,
In this prismatic tangible cascade,
Bursting at the seams.
- Iris E.
Was that you? That was you,
Living on the same rock, here,
This is the living Mystery, dear,
Synchronicity from sheer Will,
Save trust for the Universe,
I ask,
"How could I pass you again,
In the halls of this mystic knowledeum,
This university of magickal soundscapes,
Where then the stairs rearrange,
And the walls change shape,
And there are dozens upon dozens of mirrors,
Through the corridors,
It shouldn't be surprising to be passing you by,
Constantly on this walk,
The very awareness,
Of true silence,
Leaves us stopping to talk,
Just the stuff,
That this sort of thing is made up of,
Like two stars going nova,
After the collision,
Visual precision,
Made more dense by the mixing,
Of planes and perceptions,
The strangest things are perhaps,
As weird as they may be,
In this prismatic tangible cascade,
Bursting at the seams.
- Iris E.
Into the Void
There was a great Love, unfound but unbound by conventionality, making
It perfect in being hidden; A Devotion so Black, the Limitless Light
could almost be seen.
There was a Man so Fatherly, the entire Zodiac was born unto Him, and in his Wisdom, he Chose.
There was a Mother, so Womanly, she Understood.
And Their Love grew, and grew, and surmounted Itself, Al-L-Ways, for it was Forgiveness, mercifully unspoiled by disappointment.
On the Horizon of Forever was a great ray, like a spear, tipped with sunshine, wherefrom All sprang; The war machines of the Universe were born; Divided, in pairs.
My Secret Heart; My Sacred Spouse; Beautiful Unrequited House of Thee; Antithesis to expression which must exist; Imploded. How bright you are in your Dark Light naked, exposed; How rayed is your Inverse Crown?
By the sweet kisses of His lips, could Victory be tasted True, as it has been felt before, but never lasted. A success so great, it manifests in an improbable permanence between the Two.
Quicksilver blur of communication, with no becauses, buts or ifs, as All were at the feet of a great K-Nine, who worshiped only All, and of course, Naught. We communed, and we laughed from the yoke of it, held in sweet embrace by the very limbs of comfort; In the Care of Everything; We were the Rapture and Merriment in and of the World. We were exposed, nude, and chaste, in our vulnerability. The scribes penned our Day, by Night, and our Night, by Day, being too taken, catching the scents, taste, and sounds in the auspice of their Words, and they looked on adoringly.
Here is the room where we entwine in copulation by open window, under the Moon, Eclipsing the Sun, wherein All will be conceived as an Act of Thinking; An Thought of Trusting; A Sacred Trusting; A Wondrous Play-ing; The Human Ingenium A'flame or en Flambée; The Heart of Lust swept up in the Bliss Pain of Passion, and Pleasure; Fucking in Joy, and Sorrow unto Dissolution of Identity, and sheer Timeless Bliss; Integrating completely with the On-Switch of penetrating, O, U. and I.; Under the Great Night of Pan.
We get off the boat, and under the starry sky, on the shore there is drawn a line between us; We walk it like a tightrope; We dance around it in a spiral; We spin, and we fall disintegrating, to reassemble, and to rise again from the sands of Time themselves.
There was a Man so Fatherly, the entire Zodiac was born unto Him, and in his Wisdom, he Chose.
There was a Mother, so Womanly, she Understood.
And Their Love grew, and grew, and surmounted Itself, Al-L-Ways, for it was Forgiveness, mercifully unspoiled by disappointment.
On the Horizon of Forever was a great ray, like a spear, tipped with sunshine, wherefrom All sprang; The war machines of the Universe were born; Divided, in pairs.
My Secret Heart; My Sacred Spouse; Beautiful Unrequited House of Thee; Antithesis to expression which must exist; Imploded. How bright you are in your Dark Light naked, exposed; How rayed is your Inverse Crown?
By the sweet kisses of His lips, could Victory be tasted True, as it has been felt before, but never lasted. A success so great, it manifests in an improbable permanence between the Two.
Quicksilver blur of communication, with no becauses, buts or ifs, as All were at the feet of a great K-Nine, who worshiped only All, and of course, Naught. We communed, and we laughed from the yoke of it, held in sweet embrace by the very limbs of comfort; In the Care of Everything; We were the Rapture and Merriment in and of the World. We were exposed, nude, and chaste, in our vulnerability. The scribes penned our Day, by Night, and our Night, by Day, being too taken, catching the scents, taste, and sounds in the auspice of their Words, and they looked on adoringly.
Here is the room where we entwine in copulation by open window, under the Moon, Eclipsing the Sun, wherein All will be conceived as an Act of Thinking; An Thought of Trusting; A Sacred Trusting; A Wondrous Play-ing; The Human Ingenium A'flame or en Flambée; The Heart of Lust swept up in the Bliss Pain of Passion, and Pleasure; Fucking in Joy, and Sorrow unto Dissolution of Identity, and sheer Timeless Bliss; Integrating completely with the On-Switch of penetrating, O, U. and I.; Under the Great Night of Pan.
We get off the boat, and under the starry sky, on the shore there is drawn a line between us; We walk it like a tightrope; We dance around it in a spiral; We spin, and we fall disintegrating, to reassemble, and to rise again from the sands of Time themselves.
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