Gnosis Through Osmosis
The keys of the kingdom are given unto YOU
Who listen and read, then think these thoughts through...
It may sound quite clunky/data dumpy/name droppy
But those that follow the flow will soon be deep in-the-know.
Not talking about this little puzzle piece, since it's merely a signpost.
Seek and ye shall find reason within rhyme, written by a ghost.
It's also essential selfless style gets recognized as referential.
From there we can move onto matters a lot more existential.
Whether in Codex, Tantra, or contemporary Tome — Lunacy is the point always driven home.
Terrestrial life is terribly sublunar; let's accelerate our pace and ascend even sooner!
Over-Rhyme:
Out here sailing on his schooner.
Singing softly (olden crooner).
Perfect pitch — who needs a tuner?
Without mistake | adept harpooner.
Higher than any hot-air ballooner.
Living lovingly like a honeymooner... ☾
Gnosis Through Osmosis
Enter Dark Templar
Enter Dark Templar
Abandon cult of cac
It's just another cul-de-sac
Pass on through the temple of fear
Do you hear that? Dystopia draws near!
A thousand leagues full of discord awaits
Only lovers left living; haters suffer sad fates.
Dust off your link to the lightness aloft
Recover from this darkness what's lost
The next revolution is about to begin
Solely united can we common folk win ...
Keep It Occult
Occult (adj):
1. of or relating to magic, astrology, or any system claiming use or knowledge of secret or supernatural powers or agencies.
2. beyond the range of ordinary knowledge or understanding; mysterious.
3. secret; disclosed or communicated only to the initiated.
4. hidden from view.
5. not apparent on mere inspection but discoverable by experimentation.
of a nature not understood, as physical qualities or dealing with such qualities; experimental: occult science.
Keep It Occult
'twas first hidden for good reason:
the crude can ne'er comprehend
since they're too mean to achieve a higher end.
Secret societies and mystery schools
came about to escape persecution
from dogmatic decrees dealing execution.
—NOT FOR SALE—
Store-bought crystals won't provide insight;
they've been tainted by greed of neopagan parasite.
The religion of too many isn't worth a pretty penny.
Spirituality is a private affair with infinity
(don't dilute Deus with terrene toxicity).
Theurgy predates institutional clergy
millennia before any written memory.
Whittle away false ceremony like emery.
Let's take it back down underground.
Yes 'twas lost but now 'tis _____.
Hear here, comes high time to expound...
≋ Exclusivity ≈ be our righteous proclivity ~
Bird-Tribe Incarnate
"There are many names for us. We have been called angels, Bird Tribes, higher selves, Hoksedas, spirits of the stars. The reality of what we are is more than a name can convey...
As the new information society bubbles over into global spiritual awakening, we come to join with our human egos on a scale unprecedented in all of history...
People turn once again to the Great Spirit who is the source of all information. Rapidly in some, gradually in others, our egos discover their appropriate roles in the communication of this new awareness. And there is naturally distortion at first. But in the explosion of consciousness, it is soon purified. Our spirits incarnate in ever growing numbers. Distortion diminishes. Truth spreads. And how beautiful it is!
Invite the Bird Tribes into your awareness. Make a home for eternal spirit in your heart…
The process of relaxing all thoughts that require tension to sustain them is a process of relaxing habits of the past and awakening to the reality of your own spiritual presence...
Crude primitive symbolism, these letters on a page, but a beginning. For as you sense the reality behind these words, and follow the direction of our thought, there is movement in your life. You leave the cave of history’s deceit and enter the sunlit garden that has ever been your true home..."
Digital Shamanism
Digital Shamanism
Well if you must use the Facebook™
Make sure it aids in Recapitulation.
Nothing doing online
Among disillusioned Dreamers.
Where be the seasoned Warriors?
(They don't conform to techie patterns).
Out here all anyone ever hears
Is a whole lot of dissonant Tonalities;
Butthurt arguments born of hypersensitivity, overindulgence, &
Sentimentality.
So strap on your #VR Headset
Let's traverse this silicon tundra ...
Ignite some sage grass or incense.
Fling open the Windows® of perception!
Mortality is a predator watching — waiting
To pounce upon those who are at unawares :o
SeptimuS
SeptimuS
Seven for the Pleiades —
Sister stars of ancient lore.
Some think to call them home
(others think a little more).
Seven were the wonders
Of the world in ages past.
To day they've been updated,
But short term memories don't last.
Seven notes of melody
Comprise all tonic scales.
Infinite variations give us
Endless sonic tales.
Seven sins prove deadly
For those lacking self-control.
Get to know your triggers,
Or the outcome won't be droll.
Seven are the Chakras;
Vortices of vital breath.
Meditate on these and see
Horus vanquish Seth!
Seven senses function
If a dreamer is wide awake.
Sixth be the so-called psychic,
Seventh: uncoiled ethereal snake.
Seven seals will break
When Judgment Day arrives.
Then we'll know who excelled
Or erred by wasting precious lives ...
Ars Somnium
Author's Note: For further notes on Carlos Castaneda's The Art of Dreaming, please refer to Wikipedia.
Ars Somnium
Sevenfold be the sorcerer's gateways to dreaming (each gate is first reached [i] and then crossed [ii] although not necessarily consecutively):
The Cricket's Call
In ancient Rome, during the time of the Caesars, the cricket was sold in golden cages at a very high price. In Mexico City, at the Museum of Anthropology and History there exists a very interesting picture related to the teachings that were taught to the Aztec Nobility and Priests in their secret temples.
In this picture, we see two individuals floating over the Hill of Chapultepec. A chirping cricket appears at the summit of the hill. Next to this scene, a floating human face appears; from the mouth emerges two waves of light which symbolize the chirping of the cricket, or in other words, the symbol for the monotonous and sharp sound of the cricket that the two people who are floating over the foothill must produce in order to penetrate into the temple."
The Cricket's Call
Mid-August somnolence;
Cicadas seethe by sunlight
But at nighttime, crickets chirp.
Nocturnal chorus basking
In the heatwave aftermath.
Waking wizards for witching hour ...
Roused astral body astir within interzone —
Early morning moth latch onto silver cord
And raise this wretched man above his foibles!
Unladen from Earthly burden
Mortal coil may be transmuted
To enact any empyrean alchemy.
Peter Pan flies to Neverland again
(applaud so that Tinker Bell revives).
Old Jiminy will attest to our regained virtues!
Enigmata Tomb Bomb
Enigmata Tomb Bomb
Sunk under so low
Bottoming out down below.
Redundant fecundity
Reaching up from profundity.
A lifetime of talent
Misspent on the worst world
Where free spirits can be sent.
But worry not!
If anyone is reading this
It means fate hasn't forgot.
Hence here's another ditty —
A diamond dug from nitty-gritty:
Sanctified Southern wind come nigh,
Quicken Northern landscape gone awry.
Difficult changes; trickier languages.
Doesn't dilute but enriches US.
Hate is composed of horrid habits;
Intermix like horny rabbits!
Hybrid our breed forever then.
Yet even that won't lessen
Animalistic animosity among men.
Try to preemptively learn this lesson . . .
Ire be its own greatest nemesis —
Abide by no anger toward any stranger.
Spiritual descendants outlive and ASCENDETH
Vulcan Vectors
Vulcan Vectors
There are those among us
Who argue logically while
Suppressing strong feelings.
Yet our choices in wording
Reflect underlying emotions;
Biases and prejudices seep out ...
Spilling between coded lines.
And everyone except the speaker
Catches on to that dishonest drift.
A speech is much more than the mere sum
Of its constituent clauses. True though
They may sound when professing one's point.
Anyone who takes all that's said at face value
Clearly lacks analytical skills and faculties
For critical thinking (what's unsaid matters too).
These are some reasons why Kolinahr makes sense;
Being rather similar to terrestrial Buddhist meditation —
Mindfulness is the key to temper one's temperament.
Otherwise the logical Vulcan mindset breaks down
Degenerating into "Romulan Ruling Passion".
The results of each approach are predictable:
Indulging in notions of an ego-driven honor system
Often leads to conflict with competing egoists
And cyclical violence has a tendency to set in.
Whereas logicians learn to adopt
Even measures of empathy
Vis-a-vis "Mind-Melds"!
Grazie Giordano Bruno!
Preconditioned Responses = Precalculated Reactions
Such blasé indignities
Will no longer be tolerated —
Arise from ancient ash
Invoked for our cause
This globe is awash.
We should get going
Somewhere else awaits
Let's sing: "Toward dawn
May this treader be drawn!"
Climb up Contemplation Rock
Peer through the thin veneer
Find our actual selves floating free
Among a multiverse of possibilities
Liberated from any worldly want!
Le Dao De Zing [part one]
Le Dao De Zing
- I -
The Dow that can be bought, is not the Eternal Dao!
Any name that can be sold, is not an Eternal name —
Nameless be the origin of both Heaven and Hell.
Named lies this creation of our unconscious conception.
If one remains constant and detaches desire
Then permeable essence is seen.
Elsewise, ridden with cravings
Only appearances are apprehended.
Yet essence and appearance are two aspects
Of a single interwoven movement;
Immanent metamorphic matter!
- II -
When people come to know Fame, infamy arises.
Once one encounters richness, impoverishment begins.
Thus do credit and debt beget one another.
Struggle and leisure bring each other about.
Many losers reveal a few winners;
Sun Kings are defined by disservice to serfs.
Music and money make a cozy comb of honey.
The foremost stand astride the aftmost.
Therefore do sages say:
Assume thee Magistery of Mindfulness.
Conduct the defusing of meanings.
Play whatever cards were dealt
But take great care counting decks.
Acquire, do not own.
Accumulate without expectation.
Consume yet seek no consummation.
Those who Grok this won't dwell on it.
Besides, selfless Samadhi grants relief from tension —
The Myth of Truth
Pay attention please —
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Of Hearsay & Heresy
Yeah, they'll say that he believed in this or that. Ah yes, his main influences were so and so — dropping names disrespectfully. No actual comprehension between their ears; in toto bookish learning. Scholars readily reject the sages and seers as shamanic tricksters, since those in academia rarely practice anything preached. Trained only to compartmentalize disassembled parts, Telos gets lost in translation. Deep distrust begets deeper misunderstandings; far below any original thought. But beyond such roman walls, we wild ones roam . . .
~ ≈ ~
Well you see, the thing is that not all the 'smarties' fit into corridors crammed with conditions. Nor is everyone driven by monetary ambitions. Some hear a clarion call or view amazing visions. They may fail at standard tests, yet surpass their Earthly missions. Nobody remembers our remarkable elisions. Paltry critics give no credit on omissions!
Shape Shifter
~ Gloria Steinem
“The most necessary part of learning is unlearning our errors.”
~ Zeno
"Where spirituality is concerned,
learning is all about unlearning -
unlearning almost everything you’ve ever been taught.
It’s all about unlearning and listening."
~ Anthony de Mello
Shape Shifter
Let's start by not taking ourselves too damn seriously.
Loosen up — crack knuckles and neck — stretch limbs ...
Confound it! This human mode is dumbfounded!
We spend so much time learning to identify
With this or that, him, her, and them.
Where rests the primal shape of one's face?
Heretofore any final form escapes our gaze.
Switch animal totems as a player trades out masks.
Strive for fluidity when it comes to sorcerers' tasks.
Static objects don't exist. Even ideals barely persist.
Stagnation awaits those who can't adapt to change.
Standing still within eye of whirlwind seems strange.
Stirs it not thy divine stars? Venusian women; men of Mars?
Starseeds wake, ascend to night. Gnostic knowing, out of sight!
Shift below you must, lest your silver cord gather dust.
Then take flight as a raven to look upon lesser auras.
The predator blends into background; praying prey ignore us.
Though myths may vary, a lot are attributed to Apollodorus.
Transparency serves an arranger behind these scenes.
Unless amorphousness flows, anthropomorphism anchors souls.
Undoing such damnation involves enacting fictive figures.
Let's end without wondering whether or not it all makes sense.
Latter years are needed to refine singular self into a peerless:
Shape Shifter
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