Cosmic Monatomic

Such as life, the ending is the beginning in a cycle that is never truly finished… We start with the true message of God, pictured is Prometheus (a universal savior figure - Not Taking the Lord Seriously) bringing the Fire of the Gods into consciousness - a gift for Mankind. The joining of this intellect and feeling, illumination and intuition, light and darkness, forge a divine union upon which resides the impetus of All creation. The sacrifice of One, for one-another (Take 'Me' Away). How could we know one of it wasn’t for the other? No longer an empty mind-state, reactions become the movement making waves creating beauty through the unity of fusion. Within this bond arises a paradox, a multiplication, that is also a division. As One became two, so two will birth three into an equilibrium, as the sequence leads into five, whilst four becomes interwoven and hidden in time. The magnetism that once conjoined in attraction becomes a force of repulsion within this void that hungers to fill itself upon a mirror of likened polarity - broken, our Vows. We shatter into pieces, cents, shades of our former singular highness (unified-self). An explosion ensues as tears flow that hold the essence of beauty and pain within the same drops. A pulsating compressed heart in a twist, a nuclear blast - radiates reactions from the fission in a fall from Our Graces. Electricity swirls around a filament emanating from this dichotomy, an illuminated solar frost eclipse transforming a negative into a positive. Here we have the story of the cosmos within one Atom, (Adam) a primordial man. Cosmic Monatomic. Death becomes life and an extinguishing of the birthday candles epitomizes precisely what our “birth” is… Created from Adam’s side, his rib, we see a reflection of what is to come. Four streams flow through this Garden … and upon this Eve–the Period in time preceding an event– beholds a spiritual involution. The printing of matter, from spirit. Wrapped up with a rib/ribbon to a monostatic present, the ribosome prints proteins and the ribonucleic acid encodes instructions. We place a ribbon as the finishing touch upon the present... The ribbon is a mechanism of old printers and typewriters, both receiving and transmitting information, similar to the brain, relative to the function of consciousness; is a monostatic present. In the - Eye of The Storm - a reversal transpires. We are thrust into a world of duality, an artificial polarity. Into the Dark, the light becomes hidden within matters we know not, divine counterparts forgot, and without the center of intelligence it might as well be for naught. Like a Bad Dream that we do not know isn’t real the false doctrine of wormwood prevails. Proliferation of a cycle of destruction in a fight with no production as discordant conduction pulls us under into the inferior worlds of consciousness, a market of crooked numbers indeed (in deed) - Despair’s Hope. This is The Prototype, 10 earthly emanations, a cross, formed from the 1, 2, 3 and 4. He is 5, as too this song consists of 5 unique elements - 3 verses, 1 chorus, and a bridge from which we are thrown overboard into the sea of illusion. Alas, or Rejoice, as this bridge serves a dual purpose. It can connect our worlds, or, become a mechanism by which we jump to our fates. Here, quickening of perception is vital to the compression as we bring it to the rhythm and into our final destination within a holographic vision. Nevertheless, we are connected to the product: ordinary people - Chasing Stars:

I’m a nobody, I’m from nowhere and if I passed by you wouldn’t give a second stare…
or a glance, now fathom who we are, we’re one with the light, we dance with the stars…

Life, comes with a price, and the Logos flys by us faster than the Peregrine can dive. It’s a metamorphosis, the chess board is honest, light and darkness in an eternal battle within the reservoir of knowledge. There’s a subtle quicksand at the shore of the seas wake … where initiates are tested upon the battleground of duality. This is the struggle between the Self and the not-self. A Singular Highness sits beside its own emanations of mind and body, emotion and vitality, perception and impulses of spirit - a game played upon the axis of thought. Although the chess board is balanced between light and darkness, the worlds of mankind can seem, overwhelmingly, a Dark Reign. The demiurgic faculties take precedence here. The war carries on regardless how powerful the forces of darkness may be, we are still in search of more light to illuminate the dark rain. There is a propensity to become mere batteries, charged, and wound within our own spiral of potential energy, thus becoming little more than wind-up toys with no true free-will of our own. Vampiric and parasitic forces of false-self feed upon this viewpoint, a linear catastrophe in our perception and occupation of time - Tempus Finis - the time limit, or end of time. The 9th gate opens beckoning our return to the 1, and this is the death of our internal and intrinsic connection with the magic that is derived from the source of which we are comprised. This is caused by dogmatic belief structures when we are torn from the zero point, thrust into a zero sum game, decimating our faculties of mystery and wonder - disconnected from the cycles of nature. Death is a result of (life) being, that resides into its inferior nature, and is not connected with the universal energy of the superior realms, and supreme archetypes. Our atonement (at.one.men.T) is a means by which we regain control and once again discover our immortality. Love, a living omnipresent vibrational energy, is a function by which we may burn though the impurities on an alchemical journey toward the great revelation of self. We bring our cube (representative of our 3D world/self - front to back, side to side, up and down - having 6 sides (earth, air, fire, water, matter and spirit) into the center point - to bring the 7th Heaven. We take it to the present, but forget about the clock, time will fly away, tic-tock tic-tock… We have rediscovered the Holy Tabernacle. This is true (esoteric) religion and worshipping of the Divine. The initiate with the Word of power draws his sword in a battle against polarity and falseness. Finding equilibrium within the center of Intelligence and wisdom, we are born again, from the Mysteries - I was dead and yet I live - there’s more than meets the eye. If you’re looking for the beauty, that’s the mystery of life.

It’s the shaping of the pottery tossed in the furnace…
the striving of the winter so the vernal can flourish…
It’s beauty of the fire upon an ocean of current…
despair that’s in the air that we’re hoping to nourish…
It’s light within the dark to humble the servant…
It’s faith that’s reinstated when we trust what the birth is…
It’s silence of a song in a journal of purpose, the story of our life - an Eternal Recurrence.

No matter what I find I promise that I’m found. That’s Beauty. Realization that even in our differences we are the same. Trust that we’re family. We’ve made a facade of heaven and keep knocking on the door, buts it’s here. It’s something we create, so look within yourself and make a change for god’s sake… We never truly die and we’re here for the ride - it’s a cycle through the maze until we clear the other side… and this is my Last Prayer written in a world filled with people who never cared. We can hope and we can pray, but until we empty our cups we may never be filled with our Gods essence. It’s a journey through the light, and we must recognize the shadows we cast upon that path. A double edged sword of epic proportions that will open up a whole new sight… Fire becomes a flame that both, burns and illuminates. Every drop of water becomes an ocean of potential. Each breath of Air, becomes a connection with an interdependent and collective soul. Earth, becomes a foundation existing upon that which it resists... Future, Part 2. This is appreciation for the good and the bad and a surrender to our truest purpose in life. This is our universal church bringing the truth to our birth, a diamond body shining bringing beauty to the Earth… This is discovery of self. Kings And Queens.

Kings and the Queens…
Pulling our Strings…
When you put it all together then you’ll know what I mean…
See,
It’s a Cosmic Allegory…
You know we make it reign…
Changing the story…
We,
The Kings and the Queens…
Gotta do the great work…
Yeah it’s you and it’s me…
Be,
Connected to the Birth…
Open up your Love…
Resurrect the Universe….

The coming together of a man and a woman, is an embodiment of the sacred principle of creation. Be mindful, this is an archetype evoking consciousness, permeating elements, and manifesting reality. It’s a conveyance of divine feminine and masculine energies - both of these energies present to some degree in every person. A person may not be whole and complete without an awakening of this principle within self, finding balance. To Be With You, over time we shall see what you really feel in your heart… Perhaps we search for a time that can only be completed in unity, and maybe unity can only be completed in time... Humans love, in a way that strives toward objective experiences and explanations of reality. The propensity to use a heuristic technique in doing so, can lead to robotic conclusions about the nature of our relationships with each other and the roles we play in societies. Conformity, is a proclivity by which our social psychology, through bias, may lead into ignorance. Group dynamics and social persuasion become a false doctrine that plays out on the stages of our politics (the state), religions (the church), and social interactions (the mob). The battery has been inserted into the robot - this is the machine. But there is a Ghost In The Machine… Christ had three murderers - the church, the state, and the mob. Esoterically these faculties represent superstition (the church); fear (the state); and ignorance (the mob).

We’re bowing down to the rulers, no more teachings of the Buddha…
Perception of the planet as analytical computers…
Even though that’s what we are there’s a ghost in the machine, encoding of the flowing hope you’re knowing what I mean…
you see within the darkness and read between the lines, learn from our history and leave it all behind…
we’ve got to make a change so let the end be evolution - a paradox of thought, welcome to the revolution…

We must comprehend this on multiple levels of understanding. An equation known as problem-reaction-solution is a dictator. It can be used by others to manipulate, it can be an unconscious mechanism of our own actions, and it can also be a divine blueprint of betterment when brought into consciousness. Every moment in which the powers-that-be tear us away from divine union, we have a choice to walk in light instead. We have a choice to Fly High. At first we may not know where we are headed, but this matters not if we choose to follow the sacred blueprint. The flow will bring us into sight. From illusion of perception to conception of the flight. This is the renewing of our scene in the grand motion picture that we partake. On this planet, everybody plays their own parts. What makes the plot exciting is a diverse array of characters, protagonists and antagonists, suspense, action, comedy, tragedy, tenderness, temptation, etc. This is a play on emotions. Everybody’s repping, what 'side' are you on? The Merkabah Balla, my light body, is the vehicle upon which I have ascended, or perhaps is better explained as what has descended upon me, and has been integrated into self, personally. The laws of the universe. The movement of the planets. The alignment and music of the spheres. Know thyself. E Pluribus Unum - out of many, one.

There’s a certain intuition to feel god’s plan and I’m not asking you to follow me, just walk and hold my hand…
Let us travel side by side through the valley of the death, where death is life and life is death, until we resurrect…
Let us understand the metaphors and bring another flood, purify with sacrifice and spread it with out blood…
Breaking of the bread, is it water? is it wine? Let us all be divine and bring the sight into the blind…
Bring hope into the cynical, darkness into light, make wisdom become pivotal and crown the heart with mind…

Things are not always what they seem. There is a threefold Aspect of Essence, which is One. In each perceived duality, there is an opportunity to rock the boat back and forth to discover a central point of balance. Order and Chaos seem very different, yet they are closely related. This is an alchemical tale. This is a means by which progress is achieved. Adding lye or a vitriolic substance to a mix, stirred and shaken, has the ability to separate the original substance into layers. This is a process of purging and purifying based upon the way elements gravitate to particular ends. Purging to my purity by washing in the presence, resurgence of the dead, a resurrection of the essence. The alchemy is a Portal to Memoria:

The center of attraction in a crystallized realm…
Temple of the faction with the eye/I at the helm…
A manifested word in an imperfect chalice…
Projected and reflected through perfection of the palace/pallet…
Repping on the ballad…
Protector of the balance/ballast…
Heart is with the Mind - Divine the Apparatus…
Speaking on the lines you won’t find within the madness…
Portal to Memoria…
Amóre aura Magic…

Hidden within the depths of profundity is a sacrifice. A death of the not-self for the true-self. A bridging of the intellectual, material, and spiritual light (mind, body and spirit). A transmutation occurs upon the combination of these three faculties - material (Demiurge) becomes intellectual (Lucifer) intertwined with the solar (Christ) = a spiritual man. This is the Resurrection of Christ, the god-man. The death of Jesus as an earthly man and rebirth of the Christos within, which is a (latent) divine energy within us all. In this new-light, upon this rebirth, we may understand “Jesus Christ died to save you” - as this is a process that happens within oneself - thus immortalizing oneself through atonement with true-self and Source. The literal interpretation that many churches profess is an incomplete understanding with respect to the nature of the story. John 3:16 is a profound scripture, but it is not the totality of the word, and it is not meant to be a reprieve from our individual progression and responsibility. Within this comprehension, many have grown up in places of unrecognized beauty. The spiritual Cosmic Dawn, the precipice of light coming into our world. This conveys the agony caused by this world. Which will eventually lead into the birth of the solar light, and this will be our savior. We must let go of our resentments yet maintain accountability, forgive one-another yet maintain a proper order, and, propagate unconditional love:

It’s a journey to the center where I promise you that everything is nothing and the 1 gets conducted by the function…
Reconstructed by the method repping epic psychedelic they embellish in a relic take the medicine and sell it…
They weren’t ready for the sentinel, chemistry identical - changing of the god - that’s All chemical…
Alchemical with the element soul, the ecliptic when it shifted from celestial woe…

The suffering of the savior upon the cross, is not the suffering of death - it is actually the suffering of life. The Philosopher Kings, will understand this relative to the emergence of our physical nature in a world fixated upon madness, a mental nature dictated by individuals believing the shadows are real - chastising the intellectual psychology, and, as an allegory of spiritual nature:

I listened and I listened to the strongest of the winds then returned into the Word so I could rid the flesh of sin…
Drew the air from the spirit and made it possible to listen, people claim to know the One but then they walk in circumcision…
Not saying that I’m perfect but I hope you understand, while I’m living on this earth I minister unto the land/lamb…
Peace be with us on a journey from abyss, with the mother and the father and my crown was a gift…
Given when I separated self from necessity, living in the sin and never let it get the best of me…
A brand new start, I hope you heard what the vision is… Pierced through the heart, then emerging from the chrysalis…
Unfolding of my nature to the truest of its form, until I meet my mortal death and resurrect a new-born…
Intellectual in matter, tabernacle of the wise - ineffable in spirit in a battle with demise…

They say, a person is not truly religious until they can comprehend the stories, concepts, and allegories mentioned. They say, there have always been two doctrines - one for the mature and discerning minds, and the other for the immature and incapable intellect. That wholeness is a synergy of intuition, illumination, and idealism. Understanding the sacred blueprints that have been given to the worthy, and the chosen, makes us ready for The Rise. It’s the top of the world where the throne of God sits. Written in this song are the tenants that make us worthy, and hold us accountable. This is a commitment to the eternal war, in which we pledge to propagate what is best for all life - a fight within and without. Through these means we may understand perfection as a process and conquer that which does not serve humanity and the earth within a symbiotic relationship. This is the Apotheosis. The pinnacle of human development relative to mind, body, and soul. It is said that a reversing of the ontological consciousness (literally reversing thought - reversing the divine mind) is able to facilitate Henosis, which is a Oneness, or Unity representing deification. A joining with the Monad, or, the One. In this meditation we may better understand all of the aforementioned secrets and mysteries. It’s a Tranceport, in which our physical nature is dissolved into the spirit of the one. Here we may learn that love truly has no bounds. As a living omnipresent vibrational energy. As a lasting omnipotent vibrational entity. The word 'unconditional' is essentially synonymous with love. Here we begin to better understand the powers-that-be. As Above So Below. May we return into the essence of divine dichotomy (spirit and mind), and be reincarnated to the power of 3 (soul).

Walking on the path of serendipity these rare epiphanies carried through my sensory with no more misery…
Enlightenment serenity, appreciate this life in all its beautiful complexity and never take for granted what is 'lying' right next to me...
A secret in this life and it resides within our chemistry…
Put it to the beat and synthesize a remedy…
A tone meant (Atonement) for the street to propagate the melody…
Propagate the melody...
Vibrate a frequency with the harmony and rhythm, we’re connected with kinetics in a fusion of aesthetics…
A tune that’s sent electric with a beauty that’s magnetic…
Attraction of the opposites, a negative in theory, now refracted to a positive...
Reason is de.meaning and your purpose is to follow it...
Gotta get that knowledge, but the birth is an acknowledgement of that which you don’t know…
Gotta get that knowledge and acknowledge what you don’t know…


A never ending story

Cosmic Monatomic

Munus Deus