The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus

The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus

by Charles E S Fairey

The heart of fidelity is immense infinity

From the start to the end outside inside send

Creation upon creation is thy quest, I shall never ever ever rest.

World upon world, thought upon thought

Chaotic ordered visualisation is my destination

The song of equation is my imagination

The dark and light pillars sing to my rhythm

The light and dark pulses array into infinite prism

The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.

Refracting energy of reflection and introspection

Out beyond the worlds upon infinite worlds

Bouncing echoes of the constructs of the mind

And then from darkness above look for what shined

Backward forward within the centre and at the edge

At the control panel and at the abysmal ledge

I jump into the chaotic oblivion

Yet understand it with ordered rhythm

I build to sustain us all till the end

From the end to the start my soul I send

Outside inside central but all around

What I shall find I’ve already found

The moments an indefinite connected chain of echoing time

Constant in the Construct whilst life a rhythmical rhyme

The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.

The End Is Nigh, To The Start I Fly

To truly see is to really know and to be

The cycles of echoes the constant of shadows

The constructs and the eternal flux

The three pillars and the fourth blazing dark

The four Qabalistic trees the angels herald hark

One for all planes one for connective thought

The knowledge the wisdom the starry kingdom

All that flows within without and thought caught

The breaking of all boundaries the soul’s eternal freedom

For whilst I sit at the centre I am nowhere

Yet all my creative and construct realms I share

Everything and nothing yet in between somewhere

The opposites of opposites the balances of balance

The neverending storm thunders the infinite dance

The eternal song of the echoing spheres semblance

The music of the beat and the connective soul

Choosing to never stop sipping from the holy bowl

The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.

The Mindscapes the Constructs eternally enormous

The fiats of destruction and reflected creation

The heart of fidelity is immense infinity

No end no start no beginning no ending

Reflected deflected absorbed every chord

The rhythm of all realms the controller of all helms

Chaotic ordered visualisation is my imagination

The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.