What is forgotten
will be remembered .
What is eternal
will be found .
☆
Flying through the aether
he felt himself
partially dissolve
into a
more fluid anatomical
structure .
☆
Fibrous and
gelatinous ,
twisting arms of infinite
timelines ,
caress and soothe ,
delighting in the afterglow
of supernova .
☆
When will chariots
bearing the children of
Prometheus
tear down Mahogany and
Doom ,
then sing madrigals over
their graves .
☆
While across dimensions
and the stilling of entropy ,
pure thought streams
everlasting ,
rides majestic on crimson
waves of time .
☆
He gazed at the sacred
bright crystals of Tomorrow .
Everything was
something else
and more than that besides .

Another time , another place ,
where fate , with our
unspoken dreams ,
in smoky dim lit bar
relates .
☆
The chanteuse sings a lonely song
of love and memory ,
as one by one ,
a pearly raindrop tear
stains the window of the night .
☆
For the ground you are on
is already harvest ground .
☆
Your thornwood spear for
battle .
☆
Pro Aeterna Veritate
☆
And what each one seeks
he will surely find .

We have no vision of end
or defeat .
No flaw for arrow  to seek
in armour made from
radiance of a thousand stars .
☆
Defiant and mercurial ,
when even bloodied and in strife .
Sweet shifting of the Blessed Worm
in the cold , cold ground .
☆
So , the Imperfect Vessel ,
having stumbled , moves on ,
with all his piety and wit ,
unable to cancel out
a single memory of it .
☆
Imploring to Heaven
for Her pure guiding light ,
while rounding to face the storm ,
now the enemy is in sight .

He rose early , before dawn .
Sleep shutters to a stop ,
frame by frame
white flaming ,
burning through the algebra of living celluloid .
☆
Dreamwalk through columned portico ,
entwined of hibiscus and passion flower ,
the meadow beyond
pulsating in glowing golden light ,
beckoned him to look for signs .
☆
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Every now and every then ,
waves of information ,
pouring from divers celestial spheres ,
swept across the gardened landscape ,
causing timelines to excite
and visions to dance before
him .
☆
One day he would leave the meadow ,
though only partially explored ,
and return to the Everything
and all the other things ,
not remembered or revealed ,
having been shown
the Light and the Dark ,
and blending courage with tears .

Anubis ,
surrounded by butterflies
given to him by the Springtime Goddess
and walking through the abyss ,
journeying to a place of Light and Dark .
☆
Feeling is the secret and
the word is your wand .
Jesus wept when Mary told him of her brother ,
" Did I not tell you of the glory of my father ? "
☆
Golden and red
is the maiden sunset .
Only when the ram's horn sounds
may we go up into the temple .
Purification of the
alchemist's fire .
☆
There , black onyx    
surrounds the Holy Mountain
and only those who sanctify themselves
in worship of Jehovah ,
will prevent the Holy Goddess
from breaking out against
them .