The year came so quickly to a close
In a state of utter agony, without really knowing why
Pulled over again into my old friend the abyss because it had been way too long living alone
Just me without a guy
I need love
I will only admit this once
I know now that it still can occur
In this very moment I am left here in exile remembering him only in fragmented sequences
I inhaled the smoke that he called DMT
My recapitulation created by he alone
My alchemist, so beautiful
Longing to become one with his soul without the need to become his clone
To honor him and respect him
I know now exactly what not to do in matters of love
Before this I was convinced that I was beyond capable, and I always stood on solemn ground
Even when I could see everything spinning violently back around to chase after me
January has caught me up in the blink of the Eye of Horus
It is as though he descended from the far reaches of the Heavens to guide me back into my third eye
To reclaim my assemblage point
To find again my own light
The King of alchemy
A Mercurial knight in shiny bling, bling, bling
His arrival pushed me over the edge into all that I needed so badly to do
I can only imagine their wrath
Chopping them all in two with my stoic athame, so that they went from 50/50 to 24 and 1/2
They matter not now
They cannot even remember what it is that was their mission
They have forgotten somehow how the fuck I roll
They are no more to me but terrible memories
I am not sure exactly what it is that is going down but somehow I know that it is all in my favor
I refuse to start questioning it or wondering how it can be
Through the ancient eyes of the Egyptians there lies a clear path to destiny
Led into the blessed fire by this stranger
A master in the forgotten art of Alchemy...
1/14/2015