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"But now clouds of light called Abrasax, Sablo, and Gamaliel come down and transport the chosen above the realms and rulers, and they are saved and become like angels." (The Revelation of Adam, from the Gnostic Bible).
Born of a Serpent.
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Invoke the Christ upon the staff of spine;
call forth Abraxas by secret name divined.
Raise up the Hand that flames abright
in the seeming darkness of the Valley's night.
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The Sun to raven-black must shine;
its reversal disintegrates and endeth time.
Through this portal Spirit then can fly, and
escape the leaden gravity of the thinking mind.
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Shamanic death and extinguishment to gold
frees the Soul from lower kingdoms old.
Most return and spill their seed to earth some more,
Many times we fall and crack the cosmic Egg,
thus time must come again and start its movement.
Travailing through twelve houses seeking blind,
search out again the Serpent-Sun who ever shines.
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And when he dawns once more awakening inside,
perform again anew your sacramental sacrifice.
Until the Day when Spirit's distillate is all condensed,
and blood from stone to Stone is lifted to the Firmament.
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Nature's work well done, flowers forth divine
the crowning of the Serpent-Sun in mind.
The Cobra flares its fiery hood sublimed,
sealing in the royal Blood of Coronation now refined.
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The crown is sealed upon the Witch's Child,
born of the gnostic Serpent, Sophia, wise.
Pointing and waving from wholographic SpAce,
the quantum Christ-Child inside ever radiates.
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Just...beautiful.
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