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Saturday 10 December 2011

Saturnist

"But those who are born under the sign of Saturn,
Dear to necromancers, tawny planet ..."
[Verlaine]


"... according to the ancient Black books ..." [ib.]

les grimoires ancients

Grim - Odin, the necromancer

The dead - dead to our present, they 'live' in the furure, our future.
The One who can speak with the dead can bring back their tales from the future.
The Saturnian demonstrates mortality and the misery that is humanity's lot.

Skies morrow, fleecing clouds
Messages of the gods
Written in caligraphy
Unknown Runes
Mysterious sentinels
Splashed,
On blue, mirrored,
Sea



Come, let's watch the chariot
Arc, skies, clouds, rain,
Thunder
Gods are the product of poets ancient
Lost
Words
Begin
As
Poems

In this degenerate age
Where poetry is niche
And words,
Language,
Letters
Have become
Mercantile,
Business-like,
Logical
Legal,
Left-brain,
Sane



There is a knot in the wood
Like an eye,
A whale's eye,
Womb,
Old man's eye
Odin's eye,
Plucked out and thrust
In the side of the tree of wisdom
Ygg
Dra
Sil



Unicorn
Your shaft, your mind-shaft, sharp,
Spears mine eye
Gouges and gorges into iris
Spurting blood poetry
Trickling down
Waters the ground
And all kinds of flowers, plants
Upspring
Toadstools
Devil's mushroom
Nightshade, worms, snakes
Rep
Tiles
Squelching on the sod.

Walk upon Night Mares
Sleep on spikes of unicorn.
Spikenard.


Merlin

Merlin staggered 'cross
Forest - woolen cape catches on
Brambles - star and moon designs
Hooded cape with staff,
Gnarled, marked with Ogham glyphs
Grey beard, fulsome
He roars toward
The glowing moon,
Which capers above,
The canopies of twisted branches,
Halo

Spells rend the night air,
Synchronicities are
Brought to bear,
And curses and blessings enfold
Enshatter in One.

As above so below.

The godly, the wicked are One
And the Same.

Man is neither good nor bad
Man is neither sane nor insane
Life is neither
Victory nor
De
Feat

There is only
Magic.
There is no life
Without
Magic.




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