Posts Tagged ‘Gnostic’

Ryan Lyandree

Prajna

Inhale
The warmth of your heart close to mine
Exhale
The touch of the blood turning to wine.

Calm and collected
Betwixt the storm
Channel your energy
Begin to transform.

Drink up
And never get drunk
Never thirst
Well of never ending supply.

Confined in the center
Outside of these walls

Inhale
The warmth of your soul fusing with mine
Exhale
The touch of the love willing to entwine.

Transfixed, quiet, still
Athwart the trials
Transfiguring my will
Riding the spiral.

Eat up
And never get sick
Never hunger
Garden of unremitted amounts.

Compassed in the axis
Boundaries expanded.

Embrace the inner senses
Share of the fruit
Multiply
Fill up the planet
Append, affix, conjoin
We’re all but one body.

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Ryan Lyandree

Rune Spiritualis

Egeo…
Aliquid…
To calm this constant hunger, like a newborn baby, crying to be fed
To keep me from the dangers, like a child afraid of the dark spaces
To elevate me from this state, like a sinner on a spiritual awakening
To take me even further, like an explorer lurking for the undiscovered.

Days come in and the moon comes out (Lunae clara)
All I ever wanted is your sweet voice calming down
Days come in and the moon comes out (lunae novae)
All I ever needed is your presence being close around.

Cupio…
Aliquid…
To calm this constant anger, (something) to call off the storm
To restore and levitate me, towards the silver rivers and golden roads
To wash off all that’s muddy, (something) to imprint a brand new name
To turn the page for the next chapter, something a lot closer to the end.

Days come in and the moon comes out (Lunae clara)
All I ever dreamt of is staring at your beautiful face
Days come in and the moon comes out (lunae novae)
All I ever hoped for is for the entrance of this new day.

Mother
Your light brought me into this world
Father
Reach with your hands and I’m yours
Perfect in its way
You have created your own true form
Transmutation of the self
One with the universe I am reborn.

Egeo
Cupio
Completionem
Perfectum
(Gninnigeb eht ot kcab og-ti rof gnivarc seno eht ot)

Mr. Button Eyes

Hey
Mr. Button Eyes
Will you come back to inspire us?
Maybe one day, maybe one day…

Yes, we miss you
Miss you
Everyone and everything
Here waiting for you
Clear as day
Late as night
All the stars
Right from the center
Ephemeral
Fate of the one
Insufferable one
Cleansing of the soul
Ultimate voyage
Light in the skies.

I.C.

Speaking in tongues that no man can understand
In comes the lizard, because it still can lift up and stand
Pseudo ghosts in transmutation of their essence to skins
Every law being followed, written by the hands of their kings.

Hail the Age of Aquarius!
The age of Pisces is long gone
Enter the Kindred Spirit and the Harlot
For the Swindler and the Once-Winged One are in their kingdom.

Go into the dimension where distance folds itself
Don’t you know that Hades was rebuilt by exchanging gold for lead?
PC to PC, and all the rules are bent and broken
Where faceless crowds vociferate their disgust and turn their heads.

Hail the Age of Lilith!
The time for the patriarchy is finally over
Political nonsense! We do what we feel
Binary labels and trinities are for the dumb, the weak and the sober.

Let’s drink for this chance to finally be free
Write it on our walls, hoping for the legion to love it
Open our third eye, feed from the knowledge meant to be
Recover what was left then on the garden
Yes, let’s mother nature take full control
She has all the rights to abort all of her seeds.

Erect all the obelisks, trace all the lines on the floor
To channel what is left on the otherside of this world
No longer needing to mask our truest intention
Hail to our Ethereal Father and blessed be this nation!

Another poem written using the alias “The Velvet Empress”

Hestia

Big black dogs guarding by the exit door
Mermaids swerving on the dance floor
Lights buzzing on the five pointed star wall
But, goats on two feet are having a ball.

Mars is for boys, and Venus is for girls
But none can make it like so, you swirl
Mythos of an afterimage, ether and merle
Midnight creatures born of the underworld.

Oh mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most beautiful of them all?
“Just look deep into the glass ball
It’s the fire from the skies taking a fall”

A satellite with flaming wings
Just like an angel (coming from heaven)
Just like the devil (going to hell)
A supernova has arrived.

Large black figures caught by your eye
Backward masking humming a lullaby
Ghosts and ghouls playing on the perfect song
Carving twisted Decalogue on hollow stones.

Sheep go to heaven, and goats go hell
Wish there was someone you could tell
Logos as an afterthought, ethos and pearls
Shadowy creatures spawn of the underworld.

Oh mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most beautiful of them all?
“Just look deep into the glass ball
It’s the fire from the skies taking a fall”

A satellite with flaming wings
Just like an angel (coming from heaven)
Just like the devil (going to hell)
A supernova has arrived.

So welcome back down to earth
Your place sits next to the hearth
Oh, you, I hope all of this is worth
We deviated the objective of your course.

You do not understand my tongue
Cause you can’t read between the lines
Cause what to you might sound dumb
Might hide myriad of secrets right behind.

A star with flaming wings
Just like an angel (coming from heaven)
Just like the devil (going to hell)
A supernova has arrived.

A Motion Cycle’s The Resolution. The order in which the poems should be read. These poems will appear in a poetry e-book I’m writing titled “Fishing for Sirens”.

The Fisherman
The Resolution
The Divine
The Antagonistic
The Needy
Fated for Catastrophe
The Veil
The Logical Sense of the Granted
The Pretender
The Wounded
Aphorismos
Finding Work in Idle Hands
The Executioner
Agean Chain
The Invisible
Elysium

Newest Amanda White poem

Celeste

Aqua, where are you hiding?
The flame of love is looking for you?
It doesn’t need a counter-parting
For love is this life’s strongest glue.

Come back with us to the shore
Where the starlight sirens have grown legs
Never mind that thing at the bottom
We’ll lie there only we’ve come to rest.

A light pierces into the mantles of darkness
Stirring us up from our slumber
Calling us up by our names
We are colloquial bawls in these celestial spaces
Sundering ions for aeon
Dot by dot, assembling, across this seraphic palace.

Sister Celeste.

Terra, where are you hiding?
Flora and fauna are here to greet you
The birds and the trees welcoming
No need to fear the taste of their fruit.

Come back with us to the center
Where the sunflowers have grown wings
Never mind that thing at the corner
We’ll lie there only if we’ve come to an end.

A light pierces into the mantles of darkness
Stirring us up from our slumber
Calling us up by our names
We are colloquial bawls in these celestial spaces
Sundering ions for aeon
Dot by dot, assembling, across this seraphic palace.

Sister Celeste.

Ignis, I, I am not hiding
The Cosmos is calling us to become one with it again
Mother, Gaia, we your daughters
We’ve listened to your calling
And we are ready for the embrace.

Lead us, through your soft marrow
Pull us back to you with your umbilical cord
Take us from this world so cold and callow
Fill us with that wisdom, unknown, unexplored.

Your light pierces into the mantles of darkness
Stirring us up from our slumber
Calling us up by our names
We are colloquial bawls in these celestial spaces
Sundering ions for aeon
Dot by dot, assembling, across this seraphic palace.

Sister Celeste.