Time For Alchemy

Negate all curses with the Switch Card
Ah, Let’s go to the Codex
The feather of the Sparrow
Images from Walton Ford’s Pancha Tantra
From The Ever Present Origin ( i keep mixing up the title with Ego and Its Own)
We are going to Wrestle our way through this, My Fishes. “Temporocity: the perception of time in the magical/mythic structure of consciousness which registers the comings and goings of natural cycles but does not yet perceive time linearly (a Gesberian Term).”:Source
Occulted… do yer diggin, salamanders
“mythologem (plural mythologems) A basic core element, motif or theme of a myth.” [ I am a Myth, at this point, not a boring Mythologist, fishes]: I will dissolve the terms temporocity and termperatlity in a bit; you do it too!

Phew! If you were wondering why I never managed to finish that book… it makes my head hurt, in a good way, of course.

Death. That should be the point of origin for such ¿¿¿¿¿thinking?????

I assure you, you will be conscious after the state of Death. How will you think, when you are not what you are used to be, at that point. Remember the Chickens being led to the Machine… Imagine being the Chicken, except that you stop being the Chicken once you’re led to the Machine. Now wrestle with the earlier concepts, young Nachiketas-es.

Not so Big anymore, huh? Feeling afraid is natural, but I assure you that the System is a Mirror, benign and maleficent. Will your notions of Time work in the underlying/overlying realms of Being? Will our Languages hold?

Relax! You’ve already been there before; and make no mistake, you will head there again. Certain Cosmic Patterns and Rules will still hold; the idea of Harmony being One. Life may take a different meaning: You are dead in the material sense, but still conscious.

Take a few deep breaths. Relax. You are scaring the Kittens.

David, David, David
The Archer has a Scorpion Tail in more ancient Maps of Consciousness
Make no mistake, Death is a recurring theme in Shaman Fights. The Manga Shaman King is a fun entry point. No Children here…
Lake Fewa goo, fyi : Saturn and the Sun are two sides of the same coin. Saturn becomes Satan to the uninitiated and the ignorant. It is Saturn that Purifies… That broom you prop around like CarrotTop is going to clean you up.
Panchatantra Border
UnoTantra Border

Now we will traverse to Brahmaniacal(tic-toc-tic-tocTruth)-makuti-filled realms:

Source: Yama, The Glorious Lord of the Other World by Kusum P. Meth (don’t do Meth)
Hello World!

[Call from reality/ Spoken from the memory]

Black wings

Fly in circles

The mind runs restless 

Wants to go, wants to get out and ahead

Listen – Call from the Raven

Call from reality

From near future calls

Thoughts’ growth grows out of thoughts

Listen – Crow from the Raven

Crow calls from that which was forgotten

Spoken from memories

Deep and innermost inside them

If I choose, Twist and turn If I dare

Ask and send – See, I grow

Source: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/rop-fra-r%C3%B8ynda-m%C3%A6lt-fra-minne-call-reality-spoken-memory.html // Surely, you can translate it better

[Verse 1]
He had enough, he couldn’t take anymore
He found a place in his mind and slammed the door

No matter how they tried, they couldn’t understand
They washed and dressed him, fed him by hand

Yeah, I’ve left the world behind
I am safe here in my mind
I’m free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life, I’ll decide not you

[Verse 2]
Withdrawn he’d sit there, stare blank into space
No sign of life would flicker on his face

Until one day he smiled, it seemed as though with pride
The wind kissed him goodbye, and then he died

Yeah, I’ve left the world behind
I am safe here in my mind
I’m free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life, I’ll decide not you

[Verse 3]
Keep the world with all its sin
It’s not fit for living in
Yeah! I will start again
It can take forever and ever and ever and ever
But I shall win

“The song describes a man who suffers from depression (or the Alchemist) and enters into a pseudo-catatonic state, which gives the outward appearance of a comatose state, in that it essentially renders the body physically immobile whilst leaving inner thought processes intact in an almost ‘locked-in’ fashion. He eventually dies, possibly by his own hand due to the state he was essentially locked in, so he is once more released from the chains of life. Furthermore, other lines in the song suggest an anti-suicidal message. The song was mentioned in a 1990 trial in which the parents of two teens who had committed suicide after listening to Stained Class alleged that subliminal messages encouraging suicide had been hidden in another song on the album. In a telephone interview with The New York Times at the time, Halford confirmed that the song carries an anti-suicidal message, discussing how people suffering from depression withdraw from society and refuse to communicate.[3]” – Wikipedia (Bold Additions)… Switch Card

[Verse 1]
Out on the road
There are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods
Where the lost souls hide

Over the hill
There are men returning
Trying to find
Some peace of mind

Sleep my child
Sleep my child
Sleep my child
Sleep my child

[Verse 2]
Under the fog
There are shadows moving
Don’t be afraid
Hold my hand
Into the dark
There are eyelids closing

Buried alive
In the shifting sands

Sleep my child
Sleep my child
Sleep my child
Sleep my child

[Verse 3]
Speak to me now
And the world will crumble
Open a door
And the moon will fall

All of your life
All your memories
Go to your dreams
Forget it all

Sleep my child
Sleep my child
Sleep my child
Sleep my child

If you want the Stone (World Cup XXX), you will have to face Death 🙂

There are Those who Know… and Those who are in Denial

Akuma is too Slow

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