The Shadow Game

 

By

James Domine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Shadow Game

First composed in 1971

Copyright © 2007 by James Domine

All Rights Reserved

including right to reproduction in any form

Printed in the USA


 

The Shadow Game

 

Contents:

 

Introduction …………………………………………………………..……iv

 

Preamble ……………………………………………………………………1

 

Revelation …………………………………………………………………..7

 

The Pantheon ………………………………………………………………18

 

A Coven ……………………………………………………………………37

 

Benediction ……………………………….………………………………..56

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Introduction to The Shadow Game

 

The Shadow Game, first in a series of long poems written between 1971 and 1976, is a dark metaphor for contemporary society viewed through a chronological kaleidoscope of technological and mythological imagery. It is composed of five parts each exploring different aspects of the main theme. The technique of cascading groups of lines is employed to give a visual sense of flow, an aid to rhythmic accent and emphasis of key words.

The Preamble sets the stage for what is to come by confronting us with the main concern of the poem; establishment of social order in a savage world of violence and degradation symbolized as city streets by night. The Revelation exposes forces of vice and decadence as purveyed by media legions in an orchestrated technological manipulation aimed at social control and maintenance of order by exploitation of basic needs. Pseudo-religious language is used to depict the nefarious nature of this conspiracy. The Pantheon is a mosaic of mythological images that form a sub-stratum of historical antecedents which are the underpinnings of the Shadow Game. Immortality, worship, ritual, and their contemporary forms are juxtaposed. The Coven extrapolates a derivative message by comparing and contrasting terminology of mystical significance through a morass of conceptually obscure dogma, the meaning of which is willfully concealed from all except the initiated.

The poem ends with a Benediction the purpose of which is to exorcise the evil demons seeking to possess and control the minds of humanity. It admonishes the individual person to remember the reality of their own uniqueness, and be aware of the value and worthiness of life itself as distinguished from the illusory deceptions played out in the Shadow Game.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

I. Preamble

 

On.

Postulate:

               the number one

               is representative of

               order in the universe.

                                                “Uni” being Latin

                                                  for the English “One.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A million colored lights,

        most of them

        white lights.

A living myriad,

      of fully automated devices—

      each stimulating the occupant

      into instantaneous full consciousness.

 

Like little

      dots

   of electrical existence,

   the lights

   betray

   the presence

   of life

   which hides

   beneath a blanket

   of deep night.

 

   Pinholes—

 

   from which

   to pierce

   the dark-

   ness, see

   outside.

 

   But,

                                         perhaps…

                                         perhaps…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Perhaps

they are but brilliant jewels—

diamonds;

                 sharp and sparkling,

                 inlaid in the mire,

                 oozing blackness

                 which bubbles up,

                 slippery, slick and warm.

 

      A cloak

         of Death

             from under which

             we hear

             the muted,

             muffled groans

             of broken bodies

             and twisted faces.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like an animal,

    its shiny skin breathes—

    we can feel it—

    but we cannot see beyond it—

 

    and we

                are afraid to touch it.

 

                                     The light here is cold.

                                     It stings us, refreshingly

                                     while creating imperfect haloes,

                                     so many pearly sheens…

                                     eyes into the black.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Judge:

                  the Ten Commandments

                  the Common Law

                  the System:

      the government

      the money

      the city…

 

      A game,

      a system,

      an order

      established

      in the chaos.

 

      Shall we play?

      It’s only a game—

 

      An arbitrary system.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rules of the Game:

Desire,

Conception,

Realization,

Delusion;

 

to establish

an order,

 

Is to accept

precepts,

arbitrary postulates.

 

To play the

Shadow Game,

is to follow

the rules.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

II. Revelation

 

Refrain:

   the city street

    by night,

    street lights

    overhang the avenue.

 

    Dying shadows—

    movies, amusements:

    visual exhibitions.

 

    Intense electric

    light does not

    satisfy.

     (Our craving

     for light.)

 

    Seek the shadows,

    enshroud within,

    be safe from

    discovery.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Strange tales

of the odd and the powerful

in all-night hotels, brothels

of infamy breathing heavily

behind a masque of desire.

 

Clear plastic

emasculation of environment.

shine an electric light through

to recreate shadows on the wall

like spiders, like ghosts.

 

Eyes pierce

from out of the folds of the dark,

straining to see, raging unseen,

amid soft crime, vice and fear

waiting and watching, immaculate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like sharp teeth,

      glistening,

      poised,

       the lights pierce the folds

       of oblivion’s fortress, a

       patrol of simulated suns:

       watchguards, illuminators,

       shadow creators.

 

               Voyeur,

       stand in darkness, observe

       creatures moving in the street

       like microscopic organisms,

       specimens of the bizarre

       and beautiful.

 

             Audience,

       sitting in the theater, recall

       the sensations of the elements;

       out of the darkness, stare

       at shadows compelling emotion

       of fragile sterility.

 

                 Unseen,

       but watchful, cast the beam

       upon our willing prey; behold

       creatures of synthetic Prometheus,

       a catalyst to comprehension

       legions of night,

       visually devoured.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some are actors

Who like royalty

                           play games for us

                           under the light.

                           Visual,

                                       Sexhibition.

 

But most are audience

remaining unseen,

but watchful

behind the light

in the shadows.

 

The street light provides

niches of darkness…

from obscure corners

and ash-can alleys

the audience observes

the drama

in and of

the street.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Magnetically,

  it draws us on

  the game is strong;

  inhaling us into itself.

 

Discontent,

                      madness and boredom

                      are monuments of stone

                      to the City-God.

 

Women

at the waters of sacrifice, a river,

lament the loss of unborn children,

yielding at last to the current’s flow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The desire:

to remain apart

to remain unseen

to remain unknown

 

The realization:

the camera,

an unseeing eye,

our memory,

in mock-eternity,

the shadow spell.

 

Came dwellers

of enchanted glass caverns,

endowed with intoxicant powers

of sensuous hallucinogenic vision;

whose children take drugs

to relieve their omniscient

delusions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No life—no death—

Sex and the City God,

     the shadow.

 

Religion of light and shadow,

Religion of deception,

illusion,

delusion,

eliminator of confusion.

 

Technology—

We conjure Thee!

Deliver unto us

    New Gods

           pronouncing new commandments

           in new temples of glass and steel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The movie:

a quintessential shadow,

real without being alive,

Dead without ceasing to exist.

Never passing into silence,

never moving, never still.

 

Provided by the Priests

immerse your senses

into the shadow can,

See the experience.

(To see ¹ to experience)

 

A complete image-world,

for inducing hallucinations,

inciting illusions,

fomenting delusions:

a conflagration of confusion.

 

Form inside yourself

a visible world

                 of almost tangible experience.

Withdraw inside it. There,

be safe from all discovery.

 

Introduce the proper shadow

at the proper time, see

the unreal but visible world

complete itself.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the New Religion,

the High Priests are

the providers of images.

 

Skilled

  in the use of shadows,

  able to bend and refract light,

  they stimulate the visual

  senses;

   by manipulation and artifice,

   they induce emotion

   by use of image and conjuration.

 

   Thus blinding us

   to our confusion.

 

   Technology God:

           the Revelation

           is given unto us

           by television sets.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Modern Science

providers,

prophets,

creators,

supplanters—

able to ascend to heaven,

able to create life.

 

Our New Religion

provides a spurious imitation,

the compelling drama

of light and darkness

made of ineffable mystery.

 

Out of shadows,

We see NIKE bases,

Guardians of our Valhalla.

 

Like warrior idols

against the night sky,

Radar towers soar.

 

Space,

to the symbolic

is Heaven.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Electric God,

televised lunar landing,

a steaming mesh

of colored wires.

 

                           We have all we need;

                           Technology provides.

 

       Via satellite,

                            by illusion and image,

                            we create God.

 

       Radios and T.V.

                            Spewing the New Gospel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

III. The Pantheon

 

Words:

incredibly clever devices

concealing foul murders

 

this way,

that way,

up, down,

here nor there,

shifting points

of view.

The camera’s lens

is microscopic in brilliance

or is opaque,

like cataracts

on the eyes of blind men.

 

A grey world of shadows

shifting within the poles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Constant usage

sterilizes words.

Loss of meaning equals

end of linkage between

the object and its verbal

symbolic representation

 

(Examples: Ecology

                                  War

                                  Peace

                                  Love.)

 

This breakdown is symptomatic

of our willingness to accept

symbols in the place of realties.

 

Comprehensive understanding thus forsaken

while changeling children fill the void.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Symbols

               and delusions,

               occupy a plane,

which is parallel

and in exact proportion

to the objects of Symbolization:

 

Realities.

 

“Magic”

when understood,

ceases to be

magical.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The pyramids:

mystical

magical,

Egyptians were powerful

magicians; their necromancy

endures as the basis of the séance,

the search for the souls of the dead.

 

Monuments in honor of many Gods,

houses of Living death.

 

Egyptians believed the dad

to live on, making use of all

material goods placed in the tomb.

 

Food was prepared and stored

that the interred soul might eat.

A place of refuge and repose.

A place of the eternal night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Titan challenges

rising magnificently

against the night sky,

focusing the journey of the soul

to the farthest West, returning

to Osiris, the resurrected God

of the rising sun.

 

Or, some say,

the pyramids are time machines

with mysterious astral connections

to three northern stars in Orion’s belt.

A display of cosmic power on high,

demanding worship of those beneath

who cower in shadows on the ground.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Akhenaten, the Heretic,

Pharaoh of the 18th dynasty,

introduced the worship

of a single God, universal,

omniscient and omnipresent,

symbolized by the Sun

for its life-giving power

over the darkness of night,

and called by the sacred name

of “Aten,” in hymns and paeans.

 

As the story is related of old,

the High Priests of Amen, servants of

the multitheistic doctrine on antiquity,

were deposed by the New God, and

regarded worship of Aten as blasphemy.

They exterminated the cult of the sun

by the poisoned death of the Pharaoh,

and the great disgrace done thereafter

to the remains of his earthly body.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Daniel read the writing on the wall

to the horrified King of Babylonia,

who tasted the wrath and retribution

of the jealous God of Israel.

 

The worshippers of the Golden Calf,

servants of Bal, of Marduk, of Set,

priestesses of the triple Goddess cult,

whose ritual abomination filled the night

with the clamor of their orgiastic revelries;

all dissolve in the light of his countenance.

 

None may stand to see it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Aztecs,

last in a long chain

of vanished and mysteriously decaying

civilizations,

           which included

           the Toltec,

           the Maya

           and the Inca,

 

believed Cortes,

      the red-haired

      Spanish Conquistador,

      to be the Great White God,

      whose return was foretold in antiquity by the prophets

      of their ancient religion.

 

 

      The High Priests of Tenochtitlan,

      tearing out the beating hearts

      of their sacrificial victims,

      preaching the Indian Gospel

      high atop pyramids of stone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

According to ancient legend,

all magic was brought to Earth

by a group of super-humans;

or demi-gods, who were cast out

from their place among the stars.

 

They made the Earth their home,

and married among the daughters of Men,

for they were very beautiful.

 

Some say, they were from a place

beyond the firmament, a dimension

unknown, made only of light.

Others relate that chariots of fire

brought them here from a star which

can be seen in distant Orion’s belt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pre-Nordic Britons

the builders of Stonehenge,

believed in magic and

astrology;

the legend told of their origins

is one of banishment from their own land,

being driven away by various

hostile forces.

Settled in England,

they were later driven North

into the wilds of Scotland

by Anglo-Saxon invaders.

 

There, upon the heath,

they made their new home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Norse legends

became the religious fulcrum

of the British Isles;

the heathen,

the elves,

known to practice

                               magic arts,

gave rise to a rich fairy-lore

inspiring the horrible,

frightening, but

     wonderful

     faery-folk.

Fantastic tales,

bred of imagination

were told:

      of the elf, and

      the leprechaun.

 

      These mysterious beings

      could sometimes be seen

      dancing upon the heath

      in the pale moonlight

      at certain times of year.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stonehenge is believed by some

to have certain astronomical significance

in its construction and design.

 

Markings on the rocks

clearly indicated the position

of key celestial influences

as they were once observed

at strategic sidereal intervals.

 

The concentric heavenly spheres

expressed in the circular formations

of Stonehenge reveal a symbolic

religious intent invested there long ago

by its star-gazing creators.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After the Castration of Uranus,

Cronos was married to his sister, Rhea,

who may be equated with Diana,

the Triple Goddess of the Dove and Oak cults.

 

The legend tells of the ten year War,

in which Zeus, mightiest of the Sons of Cronus,

ultimately defeated his father

with the help of his brothers,

Hades and Poseidon,

and banished the Titans

       (with the exception of Atlas)

       to a British Island

       in the farthest West; or,

       some say,

             confined in Tartarus,

             there guarded by

             the Hundred-Handed Ones.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Heathen,”

                    from the Old English “heathen”

is akin to “heath”

and in the 4th century,

came to be understood

(or misunderstood) as

“Wasteland Dweller.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Gods of Valhalla predicted a time

when they themselves would perish

at the hands of the enemy frost Giants.

 

With the armies of slain heroes,

borne into Valhalla by the daughters

of Wotan, their warrior chieftain,

side by side into the last battle

they march, a battle they cannot

together to be cast into the pit

of eternal fiery destruction

from which there is no escape.

 

In this premise to renew the birth

of what is swallowed in the earth,

the serpent mother devoured her young

as did Saturn—what was to come

o’eruled a passing right to life

to prevent an eventual erupting strife

which, nonetheless, will demand its due

as Zeus of the Titans, when all is through.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prometheus

was the firebringer.

 

In defiance of the Gods

he plucked lighting

from the heavens,

and gave it to man.

 

For this crime,

he is punished eternally,

tied fast to a rock

        where an eagle gnaws

        upon his liver.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Satan,

was cast down,

thrown from heaven

falling to Earth,

into Hell.

     He,

           a most beloved Angel,

           turned to defy God.

           For this crime,

                         he is promised

                         eternal damnation

                         in the lake of fire.

 

                        All the Earth

                        to be consumed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Second Coming,

the Prodigal’s Return

    shall spell the end

    of the millennium.

    Satan and his demons

    to be cast into the pit

    of eternal damnation,

    there to die

    the Final Death.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“And out of the ground

the Lord God formed

every beast of the field

and every fowl of the air,

and brought them unto Adam

to hear what he would call them:

 

And whatsoever Adam called

each living creature,

that was the name thereof.”

 

A language is,

at any given moment,

in a state of profound confusion.

 

The Tower of Babble

    resulted when God, in anger,

    caused the Tower’s builders

    to speak in tongues

    not comprehensible

    to one another—

           Babylonia.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

IV. The Coven

 

The Tribal Tongues

of both Scotland

and Ireland became

Gaelic;

 The language of poets

 is still to be heard

 in shadowy corners

 and ancient places.

 

 Echoes of bardic lore

 whispered on the breeze,

 Remember when Taliesin

 Intoned the secret chant,

 conjuring up the sacred

 Winds of Time?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Anglo-Sacon “wicce”

is the source or several modern words;

notably:

wit,

wisdom,

    but also:

       witch,

       witchcraft.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Luchorpan”

an Old Irish word: lu = little,

corpan = a diminution of “corp”

from the Latin “corpus,”

meaning “body.”

Usage evolved this word into

“Lupracan,”

finally becoming

the Modern English

“Leprechaun”

 

Elf,

a dwarf or diminutive person,

pet name for a lively child,

from the Old English, “Oelf.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The season

time of year,

position of the stars,

and cycles of the moon,

to a large extent govern,

The Tides of Witchcraft.

 

White magic is best performed

while the moon waxes.

 

But while the moon wanes…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Sabbats,

the Witch-rites,

    were held at equinoxes,

    and other strategic times

    when the juxtaposition of the spheres,

    was most conducive to paradox.

 

    The eclipse

    has always been a time of

    great Worship.

       Druidic stones rest

       in the shade of time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Powers of the Witch:

Telepathic force;

       ability to exert

       mental energy,

       intensive concentration,

       massive will-power,

                          and self-discipline.

 

       The word of the witch

       is never given

       when it cannot be kept.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Precept:

   Energy must expend itself.

 

   To each and every action

   there is resultant reaction.

 

             Witchcraft is an electrical science,

             of necessity involving a flow

             of potential energy.

 

            A spell is cast,

              energy is exerted;

              a reaction to this energy

              must result.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The electroencephalograph (EEG)

measures

charts,

records,

the action of our

brains.

 

Electrical impulses,

tiny plus or minus potentials.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Triangle:

holder of mystic significance,

inherited by the pyramid.

 

Three is,

    and has always been

    The Magic Number:

                 Look to your holy

                 and unholy Trinities;

                 Zeus, Poseidon, Hades,

                 Rhea, their mother,

                 triple goddess

                 of the Dove

                 and Oak cults.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“When shall we three meet again,

in thunder, lightning, or in rain?

 

When the hurlyburly’s done,

when the battle’s lost, and won.

 

Where the place? Upon The Heath.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Erotic vivacity.

The witch can sense

copulation between rocks;

love affairs between the Earth,

the grass.

     Phallic conjurations,

     sexually symbolic;

     A universal rhythm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ignorant of the most fundamental

principles of aero-dynamics,

a child must perceive and airplane

as a broomstick.

     To the inventors of the word,

     our new religion must appear

     “magical.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Key of Solomon,

a medieval grimoire decrees:

before magic can be done

a circle must be cast—

      the circle:

      the most important of

      Magic Symbols.

 

      All magic occurs within

      The area of consecration.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Solomon,

     generally acknowledged

     to be the wisest man

     who ever lived,

     was also regarded as

               the greatest magician

               to walk the Earth.

 

               The King’s pentangle,

                                                   a five-pointed star,

                                                   because of its integrated

                                                   triangular construction

                                                   and intricate intervolved

                                                   complementary relationships,

                                                   was displayed for protection

                                                   against the forces of evil

                                                   on the shield of Sir Gawain

                                                   as he went out to do battle with

                                                   the malevolent Green Knight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mathematics,

a word derived from Greek,

meaning ‘disposed to learning’

is language in a purer form;

method,

   order.

In using mathematics,

it is often necessary

to understand that

there are infinite quantities

which are measurable smaller

than other limited,

but infinite quantities.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Witch of Agnesi:

    the plane curve of the

    equation x2y=4a2 (2a-y):

    Symmetric w/respect to the y-axis,

    and asymmetric to the x-axis.

 

    Where the place?

    Versiera.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Pentangle:

construct diagonals;

 find the resultant

 pentagon:

 aerial photographs

 of Washington, D.C.

 

 Fold all 5 points

                              of the star together

 so that they join

 at a common point:

           the result—

           a 5-sided

           pyramid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A coven exists when

a plurality of powers

combine to create

one unified and stronger

Power.

 

A coven exists between

all scientists:

mathematicians, physicians,

nuclear-physicists, chemists,

psychologists, psychiatrists,

astronomers, alchemists,

astrologers, magicians,

necromancers, musicians

as well as poets and priests

to form a deep pool

of concentrated energy,

focusing upon the use

                    and manipulation of

                    natural properties and forces,

                    ultimately allowing

 Astronauts, in a ritual

 of surrogate sacrifice,

 to stand upon the Moon:

 the primordial source

 of all magic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

History,

mythology,

magic,

and science are to reality as

words are to understanding.

 

Prone,

in the doorway,

is the shattered,

                   decaying,

                   stinking,

                   broken, and

                   crumbling

                   corpse

 

   of a massive,

                                  once feared

                                  Body

            of knowledge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

V. Benediction

 

You are real, though not of Earth

your love as true as rain.

Like a wild river’s raging torrent,

streams of ecstasy and pain

attend your every moment.

 

I do not compare thee with vain artifice

for words are lies playing meaningless tricks,

ritual offerings of ancient arcane sacrifice

transposed to transparent electrical currents…

You are far more than these.

 

Your truth is like the sun for light,

like clouds for passing shade,

your life transcendent of this world

and of the stars is made—

You are real, you are all.