Poem -

The Hand That Holds

Alchemical Cosmologies Of Soul

I. 'The Ashura Kings of Amun Mother'

YA-

Surya
Syria
Sol
Hor

That is us

We are Utt - Urim
And we are this

The solar kings
In our sun-powered vimana

AT "BAR"
Bhra

Hurrians Haruts and Hittites

We are an incubator of warmth
Your egg enspawned by pure energy

Sons and daughters are our offspring
Princes and fairy jinns born from flames

"ZI" LU seraphim

Desert sands

_
II. 'The Deva Queens of Ra Father'

HO-

Qamra
Chand
Sin
Selina

We are Ming - Thummim
And we are that Na

The lunar queens
In our moon-powered apperatus

AR "A"
Mihr

Martians Marians and Maruts

We are an incubator of calm
Your egg will be reared by the impersonal

Servant clones and droids are ours
Little tin men forged by ice

"OOS" SCI cherubim

Ocean waters

_
III. 'The Gods of All'

VA-

Najm
Ashtora
Sing
Ngoi sao

We are Dao
And we are Ai

The Council Pishtim
In our starlit chamber

KHASIS "QA"
Magh

Magdols Magi and Magicians

We determine light and darkness
Yet good and evil we do not 'know'

We scatter the seed
Our spawn are free to surprise us

"UDRA" PHER pheonix

Sky mist

_
IV. 'The Boddhisattsufmonks of The Ineffible'

HU-

These are the times and seasons

Twins wrestle with each other

Ishtar plays with Boaz and Jachin

The alchemy of the cosmos generates more slack

And the fractal Vine extends indefinately onward

Flowers form
Fruits are plucked

Life feeds death
Death feeds life

Enemy loves enemy
At the swastika of Christ

Illumined fall and ignorant ascend
The first last and the last first

Milk is churned in the breasts of El Shadday

Moksha is found with bride and groom
Die before you die and live before you live

Slaves to righteousness know the First Spirit

Adonai reigns supreme
And the banner over them: Love

"ON" OH

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