As the Ancient Ones Return! · Take That Yonder Journey
⁘ “The great ancient ones gazing down at you from dimensional altitudes, governing your latitudes unseen. Meet the Christ-like immortal yogi in a lotus above your head. Plunge into the disembodied elemental stream. Through the valley of the shadow of death — gazing into that final chamber. Like the essence of life in a prism. Or like whatever.”
Have you played with the Kraken?
Do you hear the oblivion whispering at your doorstep?
The great ancient ones gazing down at you from dimensional altitudes,
governing your latitudes unseen.
Are devils dancing in your pressure cooker?
Who knows, you might meet the Christ-like immortal yogi,
levitating in a lotus above your head.
You might plunge into the disembodied elemental stream,
the underlying influences governing all of your existence.
Through the valley of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil, for truth be my witness.
Opening your lid, gazing into that final chamber,
blinded by the light, a crystal, like the essence of life in a prism.
Into your ground of being, there we will build our foundations.
Then recollect your clearest insights.
Recollect your purest feelings.
Weave together the potentials of what you are.
Then concentrate, plant your beams in the bedrock.
Light up that beacon for clear direction.
Engage diligently in works of transformation.
You will reap a good harvest.
Like gold refined in bright blue flames, essence will rise, flow over the boundaries of your little cauldron.
Reconciled, harmonized, primed for consummation, Absolute — you may ascend.