POEM BY HATTER : THE GREEN LION MAN – TURNING TEARS INTO OCEANS OF STARS
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THE GREEN LION MAN
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A lion composed of seven stars
With a crown upon its tail
Begins to devour the sun
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TRANSFORMATION
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”The ‘blood of the green lion’, which also goes under the code name of the ‘philosophers vitriol’, is the universal solvent that swallows the seven metals and gold.
Basil Valentine said that the solid blood of the lion Red (the lapis, the sun) comes from the volatile blood of the green lion.”
D. Stolcius von Stolcenberg, Viridarium chymicum, Frankfurt, 1624
(Excerpt from Alexander Roob’s ‘Hermetic Museum’)
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”I am he who was the green and golden lion without cares, within me lie all the mysteries of the philosophers.
The green lion that swallows Sol”
… is, according to the Rosarium, “our Mercury. It alone works deep into each body and lifts him up. So if it is mixed with a body, it enlivens and relieves it and transforms it from one consistency into another.”
Rosarium Philosophorum, Ed. J. Telle, Weinheim, 1992
(Excerpt from Alexander Roob’s ‘Hermetic Museum’)
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TURNING TEARS
INTO OCEANS OF STARS
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POEM BY HATTER
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A woman dances around the Earth
Surrounded by green trees of Alchemy
Watched by various creatures unknown
My kingdom of beasts and flyers
A human
A lion
An ox
An eagle
A natural world of liquid stars
The cycle of life giving
A pause in continuum
Before the next big cycle starts
Call me a fool
Male and female
Suspended between the heavens and the earth
With complete potential … magnetic we are
Cosmic conscious electric fire
To give back to the omniverse
Sharing what we have learned or gained
A place where the heart can manifest
Know all in All and know
The dance of Life is the circle of nature
The spirit of the sacred womb
Brings forth sparkling smiles
What is truly desired
Here begins Our Book of Life
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OM sweet OM
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GREEN MAN OSIRIS
THE CHRIST CONSCIOUS
TREE OF LIFE
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“…The spirit of the sacred womb
Brings forth sparkling smiles
What is truly desired
Here begins Our Book of Life”
Yes…and those smiles are guaranteed when we all open “the new book of life” ! 🙂
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my mother said she is that bird
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She also said you are
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Here begins Our Book of Life
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OM sweet OM
Bring it on……………
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I like the image of the Woman dancing,
Surrounded by creatures known and unknown …
Complete potential we have, indeed…
I read about a Theory on Shamanism and the Origins of Knowledge, which completely rewrites our understanding of DNA (by David Nova, https://deusnexus.wordpress.com). According to it, shamans access an intelligence, which they say is nature’s, and which gives them information that has stunning correspondences with molecular biology, plants playing a major role in it.
“Intelligence” comes from the Latin inter-legere, to choose between. There seems to be a capacity to make choices operating inside each cell in our body, down to the level of individual proteins and enzymes.
Everything points to the fact that humans are powerful beings endowed with skills they have not yet discovered…
The dance of life is the circle of nature 🙂
Love,
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@antonia yes so true, in a deep state of the dmt observation with-in a rain forest , it is no longer a world of silent sentient flora, each tree has its prime, and are known to all other inhabitants they intertwine their roots exchanging information ,you can actually observe this intelligence like a huge electrical nerve net in constant flux in the exchange of this awareness,and some of this intelligence is meant only for the trees or(flora) it will kill a human or send them mad with their knowing,in those deep states with-in their realm, the ones that want(the dreaming trees) you to know. will show the way ,<3
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@Latcho: Oh I like this – The ones that want you to know will show the way, wow ❤
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OMNI~POTENT~EYE~ALL
his eye is on all
seeing all
freeing all
photonic
st. tannic
st. tonic
ion all
eye on all
❤
he clothes and arrays splendidly
the lilies of his fields
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