IN THE PLACID TERROR of ecstatic contemplation, revelation comes not by deduction or induction, but by disintegration and integration. Here, melting into the kaleidoscopic wings of a Butterfly, language laughs in a contorted brilliance, collapsing letter and number into the blazing Geometry of an Unspeakable Word. Here, in the dying and the being born, horns snap twisted white light off the thorny crown of a Dark Angel, who hangs upside down, crucified, in the pregnant substance of space. Dancing naked and alone, mythos and psychos are logical and the Morning Star still brings The Light.
Surrender. Be still. Receive. The fork of the tongue, the barb of the Tale. Breathe. Unspell ‘preen,’ from the latin ‘ungere,’ ‘ANOINT.’ Rinse and rep-eat.
Structurally, and f-UNCTION-AL-ly, the Carpenter’s Tools, the COMPASS, SQUARE and PEN, are ‘INSTRUMENTS OF MEASUREMENT,’ measuring the ‘ment,’ the ‘MIND.’
‘Unction’ means ‘TO TREAT WITH A MEDICINAL OIL in a re-LIG-ious [w]RITE,’ to ‘ANOINT.’ ‘Christ,’ ‘Christos,’ ‘Christus,’ ‘Messiah,’ ‘TO ANOINT,’ ‘ANOINTED,’ ‘ANOINTED ONE.’
The Com-p-A-ss is derived from the shape of the human pine-A-L, a CONE, located in the center of the posterior forebrain. The First Letter of A-lphabet IS CONICAL. The first alphabetic writing is called ‘cuniform,’ ‘cuni,’ ‘WEDGE’ + ‘SHAPE’/’FORM.’ ‘Reed’ ‘READ. ‘Cuni-‘ ‘CONE.’
The Square is the UPPER RIGHT QUADRANT of the CROSS the Carpenter is CRUCI-FI-ed on, a CROSS MADE OF LIGHT INSIDE THE PROMISED GLAND OF ONE’S OWN PINE-A-L. S-qu-IN-T! LIG-h-T appears to con-V-er-T into the configuration of a CROSS.To ‘Con-c-en-T-rate, is to ‘MOVE TOWARD THE C-EN-T-ER.’ Crucifixion is an archetypal pun-ishment, and ‘Y’s can transliterate into ‘J’s as can be seen in ‘Y-oke’ and ‘J-oke.’
The ‘L’ of re-L-ig-ion is the Square, and the First L-etter of the A-L-phabet, is a PICTOGRAM of the Compass of Compassion, BOUND TOGETHER into the ‘LA’ morpheme, measuring AL-L re-LA-tion-ships.
The ‘LIG’ of ‘re-LIG-ion’ and ‘LIG-h-T’ means ‘TO BIND.’ The prefix ‘re-‘ means ‘AGAIN,’ or ‘AGAIN and AGAIN’ and ‘INDICATES A BACKWARDS MOTION.’ RE-SURRECT,’ ‘AGAIN’ + ‘RISE’ or ‘AGAIN and AGAIN.’ RE-VIV-e-AL! Two fi-V-es in Light make Ten.
Two S-erpents and a pole. The ‘SIS’ of GN-O-SIS.
The THIRD TOOL, is a PEN-CIL or PEN.
To ‘hy-P-h-EN-ate’ MEANS ‘TO J-OIN.’
The ‘art’ of ART-ic-ULA-tion’ MEANS ‘TO J-OIN.’
See: ‘Car-PEN-T-er’ and ‘Ser-PEN-T.’ PEN-e-T-rate.
‘JAH’ is a Map of God in morpheme structure. The ‘J’ is an A-XIS POLE MADE OF LIGHT, a flame, the Wizard’s Magic Wand, burning inside the First Letter of the ‘A-lphabet,’ a cone. The French added the minuscule to the bottom of the ‘J’ in the Middle Ages, “ostensibly, to differentiate it from an ‘I’ tilted to the right.” ‘Ostensibly,’ ‘APPARENTLY OR PURPORTEDLY, BUT NOT ACTUALLY.’ The miniscule is a Symbol of Return.
The ‘H’ is an ‘ASPIRATE,’ a ‘BREATH.’
The ‘LU’ morpheme means ‘LIGHT.’ To ‘cipher’ is to ‘encode.’ ‘P’s and ‘F’s transliterate. Decipher.
The ‘LIGHT’ of ‘JAH,’ the AL-Mighty, shines on ALL with the ‘AL’ morpheme, PICTOGRAMS of a Compass and a Square.
H-AL-le-LU-JA-H!
An e-X-C-LA-I-M-ation, but you don’t really care for morphemes, do you?
Jacob’s Ladder, the World Tree, the World Mountain, the Axis Mundi, live and wait in the Garden of the Mind, in the Heart of a Christ, in androgyny, in ecstasy.
These are difficult words to say, as the chrysalis hangs empty and I luxuriate in flesh.
In the quiet breath of Communion, with eyes and ears and careful hands, I scribe and de-scribe, I make hyphenated maps.
This has been my Sacred Journey, to w-rite while dying, to climb the dusty rungs of Jacob’s Ladder, to dine with Metatron and Sariel, Holy Scribe and Angel of Death.
In its corpuscular r-A-y, pronounced with a ‘J,’ in the d-J-ed, in metaphor and the edge of the Milky Way, in the steps of mona-ST-ery Mind, I cipher light and sex and Geometry and archetype.
Jackals cry preserving the God of Vegetation, strange words, chants are said, quicker than cathedrals.