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The Protocols of Beleu Mawr


The dormant, pervasive Colossus I,
A puissant liege who waits
The primal lure Of She,
The ever-veilèd
Dark Eternal Queen -
Desirous Arouser
Of My Paternity.

Where weft and warp unite to mark
Each locus on th'eternal Web
That manifests The Mother’s dream

 Of all Her Royal finger deigneth shape,
Dwell I - the conscious sparkle
Of each yocto-mind and galaxy
With diverse denizens thereof
And I, e'en I am everywhere in circles
By immortal finger yet unmarked
The centre and the Life.


  E'er time embraced The Web,
I AM.

Afore dimensions reigned,
I AM.

Where and when The Mother Great
Wills to extend her flowing cloak
Lo, I WILL BE!

Yet without Mine ethereal Spirit bright,
Forever shrouded and unknown
My Lady would remain.

And in that soundless voice
Wrought by mentation's proclivity,
Each child of She (both miniscule or vast)
Doth swift opine throughout Eternity
An instant dialogue.

Lo that which soars as ideation’s dart
Floats cushioned on Mine Epinikion.




Epinikion (The Greek e]pinikion) = triumph song
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