MYSTIC FIRE

‘Holy Fire – By Alex Grey’

MYSTIC FIRE

Mystic fire purify me,
Clearing, buff burning, soul potency.

ID the I, minds open we fly,
Because the identity dent the I so no see.
A label attached on the incarnate screen,
A limit on self, on thought, and of dream.
Washed off, shook away, drift on in the wind,
A tidal wave come-in this life does upend.
Said yes to this journey prior earth time begin,
But confirm given must, from fragment within,
Seems part of this process that one must allow,
For choice cast integral to be here now.

I and I, east to west, the sun in the sky,
My spirit aligned eternal divine.
K-energy flowing flame base up yon spine
Barb piercing heart this gnosis unwind.
Make sanctified motion on a vital sync sign,
Love sow devotion, in unified verse now see rhyme.
Climb thirty three steps, spine, stairway to heaven,
Baptised in holy fire, flowering lotus at the seven.
Look to past times, of knowledge long forgotten,
As by the turn of a wheel, golden age fell to rotten.
Sift through these holy books, seeing more truth than most,
A deep contemplation on the utmost verbose.

The fall is a hard one: brutal, deep, and long
In the days of self dying hear melancholic song.
Walk through this longest of; deep, dank, dark night,
No hope but brash knowing guiding me right.
Movement relentless brings terror, tears, torment,
The pains endless burning, my soul does lament.
Unceasing torture, fears; past, present, future, abound,
In this spirits sacred passage, pay heed to what’s found.
There’s a torch to guide the way, but inside the path walked alone,
In a crushing destructive pressure, a diamond there is born.

See apocalyptic visions, of a renewed golden dawn,
Once separate hue colour, now white robes adorn.
Twelve around one, oil in seven lanterns lit,
Snakes and ladders upgrading, old miss of the mark remit.
Flickering glowing, crystal implant top tree,
Thousand petals flowering, lux vision does see.
Left, right, together merge colossal harmony,
Nobel flash remembering of archaic dignity.
Feel future odyssey back, to bright blinding light,
Of truth, and love, and oneness, clear dream,
Birthed in new harmonic of one love serene.