Fall Of The Light Bearer

Full of wisdom and flawless in beauty.
Its beginning and the end.
Adorned with every exquisite gem.
Prince of the crystalline world.

Filled with taberet and pipes,
Messenger of music’s throne.
Walker among the Burning Stones
Located behind The Twelve Gates of Pearl.

“The Guardian of all creation”
Ordained so by the Holy Ones.
Second only to their sum,
And recognizing my being as a portent.

I know they were not my cause.
So by reason of my wisdom, beauty, and light,
I would ascend the very stars and heights.
Self-begotten, Self-existent, magnipotent.

Accused of originating pride askance
And corrupted by my luminance.
Myriad upon myriad of stars advanced.
Fought till my stars and I were ejected.

Forced from the heart of the Burning Stones,
Cast downward to the dark world of chaos disgraced.
Till the great recreation of time and space.
From crystal to liquid, light from darkness expected.

Firmament in the midst of waters to divide waters from waters,
One vast global ocean sea band.
Then out of the waters emerged the land.
Pangaea, the eye of the new foundation.

From virgin ground was a tabernacle formed,
Where then entered the breath of life.
A new holy being came out of strife.
To be the parent of a new creation.

From this being yet another came.
Two halves different yet the same.
Placed In - a - Gadda- Da-Vida,
The Holy one’s magnum opus and diadem.

Immortals with only one condition:
The knowledge of the sacred fig’s prohibition.
My plan: enter the sacred iris,
And reveal why it was forbidden them.

I have tasted the fruit and know its tree,
It would make them equal to the three.
They would be as I am, Free.
Knowing all existence, its reality, and breadth.

When done they will recognize and acknowledge mend
The star of the Morning, The Great Cherub.
The Red Dragon, once the ordained now adversary.
The Angel of Music and now of Death.

The Light bearer now Prince of Darkness,
Lucifer now Satan, All evil harnessed.
It is time, I enter Quetzalcoatl, then Eden.
I slide forward arms across my chest.
It Begins…,
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