The Prodical Son Of Thebes

There is a ladder between hell and heaven
For this body and this life is but this ladder and the soul that dweller within must teach an animal new tricks climb climb now in the name off God
There is no time like the present
For it is all in infinite space
So threw discipline master the elements
Become whole and accend the oil
For this sacred fluid that brings life
Also climbs ladders and calls to Gods
An alchemical organic vehicle 
A divine cauldron off spells
That will create what thee wills
Angels demons a beautiful heaven
Or a hateful hell
Ohh man off earth in thees cauldron is the only miracle of this world
So what brews there in thees subconscious stirring whirling questioning abyss
Wilt thou get the recipe right and with a pure body and mind perceive how ladders are climbed
Know thyself know thyself whisper
The witches that dwell just beyond the frontier of day
Can't thou see or is thees light all but a candle ahh pitiful soul
Lucifers wind will make thee old
For he the great tempter extinguishes flames
No light no bright what then 
All but a scared child in darkness as the nine close in
Won't thee learn to light fires so souls can see ladders 
Yes the great work after the fall
Remember Wilt thou remember
Ohh prodical son of Thebes
The reason for the season the pearl in the ocean
The diamond in the mind
A beautiful loving purpose sublime
As I walk threw the valley of death I will fear no evil!
Fear no evil!!
Fear not evil!!!!!
Awake now Great pharoah for thee has dreamed to long.

A poem of self realization
By Liam Herdman