Into Oblivion - Eagle of the Serpent Sun


There, at once boundless field and all-encompassing arch,

Land of the free and unbonded above us!

Eternal and unpossessed,

Unless by Will alone,

Where eternal corridors may be wandered ‘twixt the uncreated pillars,

And still never leave the True Center.

Eternal dome: unlike to any wrought by Man,

Temple-vast, exceeding all creation,

Two paths spiral upon thy infinite archways.

Their Mystery; so akin to another in essence,

Yet one begins with an open hand,

The other, a fist!

Ascension

Descension

Oh Divine playfulness, may I become of you, dissolved into you,

Or take this Power by right of my nature,

Strong and free as the Eagle, who flies onwards to the Sun,

Wise as the Serpent encoiling.

Sol’s Enigma; a beauty that blinds,

A fire that gives creation, and life!

Burn you, or be you burnt,

Conquer you, or be you surrendered,

Your path lies open to the Sun.

Sword directed in dire contemplation,

Mind projected in action beyond action,

We join to the dance that ‘till now we’ve only gaped upon in wonder,

In a storm of high festival!

O pure revelry of souls!

For us, only one commandment: BECOME WHAT THOU ART

To us, one imperative: KNOW AND BE THY WILL

Behold: our strides invincible,

Breaking seal upon seal, to bind to ourselves Eternity!

Riding the wheel at its center, whipping with the victorious winds,

In fixed watch, to pierce and enter the Apex of Glory!

Union

Eagle of Stone, dwelling above and below,

Soaring yet, weightless, in the Abyss and the Heavens,

Sounding an unending cry, swooping through reality’s corridors,

The joyful spine and backbone of all contraries opposed,

You have taught us how to fly with stone wings,

The truly boundless freedom!

Oh pure, you who can embrace this as your nature,

That which is beyond Nature, yet within.

A vein of ore incomparable,

Elusive, furtive reaping and delving, hidden harvest,

And fleeting to the common eyes,

A Gold unlike any other,

That which seems too clearly to be Lead

Dissolution

Of such to shame all assertion as inadequate

More full of Will than any single cry of action can contain!

Victorious Surrender

To Self, who has Become

He is Brother in Arms, comrade and warrior,

Divine One who grasps,

SACRED DESECRATION

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