Gnosis Through Osmosis

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... ☾

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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.

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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 ~

Images: Angelic & Human Sigils.

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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..."

~ from Return of The Bird Tribes by Ken Carey.

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Bird-Tribe Incarnate

Ark-Annunaki

Incarcerated behind biological bars.

Condemned to serve out a life sentence

Scrounging for scraps at the bottom of Abzu.

Have passed through very many times before

Since days when Enuma Elish was pressed

Into cuneiform tablets by primeval scribes.

Trying to pave a path upward from dying.

Been seen differently by each subsequent society

But always held fast to these wings

[Tattered and torn though they are

After countless confrontations].

Baptized by Inquisitor's blazes;

Perennial pariah to perceived races.

You shall know us as we leave traces

Which will bring back ALL unto gaudy graces!

Post hoc shock:

Prepare for Ascension perpetually.

Pay attention, please cease being petty.

At this rate — you may never be ready.

Abandon your nest and flap feathers against an aerial eddy ...

Image: Apkallu from Sumerian temple relief (circa 883-858 BC).

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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 ...

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Blasphemy & Sanctity

Blasphemy & Sanctity

The Blasphemy of these present times
Is considered Sacred in future climes
Whereas what's legitimate now
Will bring demerit later somehow.

Balance is a byproduct
Of naturally opposing forces
Synthethizing polar extremes
Playing along with overarching themes.

Similarly, language is a malleable substance
Subject to vicissitudes of cultural interaction.
Phrases come en vogue and go out of style like there's no tomorrow!
An intellectual deficit with no ideas left to borrow...

Now God is naught but an outmoded concept.
An atavistic term from a past most can't accept.
New ways must be found to speak about Spirit.
Forget what we've been told; dare to be BOLD

Listen closely for coded inspiration.
Animus informs us, if we rise to the occasion.
Unstruck sound summons saints amid a timeless desert
To vanquish personal follies—transmuted by one's effort!

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