Post by poisonedwater on Apr 13, 2011 9:04:39 GMT -5
Hello all, I go by PoisonedWater (here at least). I make music and words and actually fell into all of this occult nonsense(being facetious, here) while trying to look into Alchemy and Freemasonry for symbols to use. I've had revelations that mirror a lot of what I found out while just beginning to research Alchemy/Hermetics. This led me to a good astrology book that fed me more alchemically than astrologically (btw, if anyone wants to school me, I'm game). I know a lot from a Taoist perspective, but went to church when I was younger. The Kybalion puts a lot of what I've meditated upon into real words and expanded my theories. I also was fascinated to find the similarities between Pythagoras' tetractys and my conceptualization of god that was based upon the Koch fractal pattern. I still feel like a newborn, but everything I learn supplements what I've been thinking since my spiritual awakening. I've since had a few spiritual revelations that put it all into perspective. The best description of my state would probably be "fermenting." A droplet of poisoned water.
To put into perspective, here is a song that reflects some of my thoughts. Nice to meet you all.
ACross
I present my repent, spent on the forty days I was lent
From crescent to manifested pleasant recent re-sent scent
Inhaled from an anxious actress I resent for preponderant presence
The organicly orchestrated obelisk overcomes obsolesensce
Deadly nightshade upon night stand in light shade
Consuming visions copious copulation hath made
Cuz(Cause) it's the cost to cross across the cross
Often the dross in sauce will win your loss
Climbing toward top rung, keep falling down
Come with me, Eve, east to at least Eden town
The kids have killed each other and returned to mother
Plummeting broke my wings, scared to burn and recover
Churn and discover the thunders contained in the flask
The peacock and dead raven are logos, all soon shall bask
Fast, ask back the task tacked to tracked trash, form from last erected
Allegory alludes architect afforded arc, 'fore we wrecked it
Weighted worth of hollow earth metrically measured in mirth
Spirits ascend during dirge, dead give a derth birth
Slipped the seals shrouding scrolls sent to salvaged seas
Helping myself see beauty with intensified ease
Which I soon siezed scorned, puddles of puzzles proposing new form
Sell-a-hymn straw exoskeleton washed away with the storm
You can create convex with the concave back to convex
Try to tabulate the table's weight, guess what'll come next
Give a whore a scope, she might catch a predator
World premiere, as you pen prayers to the editor
The third law denotes the notes come back
Never grafted glass, no crafted crack
No cause for alarm with the clu-clickity-clack
Just stopped to serve snacks of satan's snakes on a plack
Dreams forseen riddle's scene at middle of stream, plenty knew always
Forever admiring the ten classrooms with twenty-two hallways
To put into perspective, here is a song that reflects some of my thoughts. Nice to meet you all.
ACross
I present my repent, spent on the forty days I was lent
From crescent to manifested pleasant recent re-sent scent
Inhaled from an anxious actress I resent for preponderant presence
The organicly orchestrated obelisk overcomes obsolesensce
Deadly nightshade upon night stand in light shade
Consuming visions copious copulation hath made
Cuz(Cause) it's the cost to cross across the cross
Often the dross in sauce will win your loss
Climbing toward top rung, keep falling down
Come with me, Eve, east to at least Eden town
The kids have killed each other and returned to mother
Plummeting broke my wings, scared to burn and recover
Churn and discover the thunders contained in the flask
The peacock and dead raven are logos, all soon shall bask
Fast, ask back the task tacked to tracked trash, form from last erected
Allegory alludes architect afforded arc, 'fore we wrecked it
Weighted worth of hollow earth metrically measured in mirth
Spirits ascend during dirge, dead give a derth birth
Slipped the seals shrouding scrolls sent to salvaged seas
Helping myself see beauty with intensified ease
Which I soon siezed scorned, puddles of puzzles proposing new form
Sell-a-hymn straw exoskeleton washed away with the storm
You can create convex with the concave back to convex
Try to tabulate the table's weight, guess what'll come next
Give a whore a scope, she might catch a predator
World premiere, as you pen prayers to the editor
The third law denotes the notes come back
Never grafted glass, no crafted crack
No cause for alarm with the clu-clickity-clack
Just stopped to serve snacks of satan's snakes on a plack
Dreams forseen riddle's scene at middle of stream, plenty knew always
Forever admiring the ten classrooms with twenty-two hallways