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THE BLUE ROSE GALLERY, THE RIDDLE.

Here is a riddle for all to see,

if you know it, tell it to me.

In return you’ll' be given the sky

where to your eternal home to fly.

You will have no reason this Wall to pass

again, through the earth which is your class.

Your lessons YOU truly did learn,

to the vale of sorrow, never to return.

You need a mentor to help chart your course.

Come gallop with me on your good horse.

THE FIRST OF FOUR SIGNS.

Compass you have, one, two, three and four.

Look no further, you'll need nothing more.

For here-in lies all of creation,

in this realm of interdimentional participation.

They represent north, south, east, west.

For here lies the presents of the here and now.

I'll explain it for you as only I know how.

Bare with me to the last raw tooth,

for what I speak is the absolute truth,

discovered over a life time of hard work.

My journey was much different then you,

I didn't have me as a teacher, ‘tis true.

Still, you should test each point on the way.

So you'll be able to stead ghastly say,

I KNOW, BECAUSE I KNOW, I KNOW...

I know not because someone told me who was told by someone who told that someone.

Let us begin once more, again, again and again.

THE MIGHTY SWORD.

We begin, by introducing my very best friend

My stead fast trusty sword, my wonderful pen.

For by it and through it we will create,

the ship for the journey and the course to take.

For it all begins here, with the written word,

Disregarding all of the babble you've heard.

For man has been lead into bramble and briers,

by chatelaine, ignorant bigots and liars.

Take it in hand, get really aquatinted,

it's power is so strong many have fainted.

No one, nothing can be lost or hidden

when the stead of understanding is ridden.

I won't make it long, merely to show,

depend on the pen to know because, you know.

FLAGS OF THE INTERDIMENTIONALS.

The mystery of colors we must delve into.

The glowing yellow, feisty red. and trusting blue.

These are the tools of true alchemy,

these wonderful essence, only three.

All, the other words of alchemy spoken,

is chattering teeth, on symbols broken,

into nothingness, a useless slobbering mess,

as the alchemist struts to show off his crest

With the compass's one, two, three and four.

Three colors, the law of opposites, nothing more.

Give you the seals counting to seven,

which the lamb breaks, open the doors of heaven.

The ladder going up and down, bottom to top.

Top to bottom, an end to falling up has to stop.

Turn to the transmuter the equalizer pure gold.

It costs no money, neither bought or sold.

When it is finished, all that's remaining is blue.

True blue and the redeemed, none other then you.

We have a riddle for the world to see,

If you want to know the answer just ask me.

With some work, time and our trusted friend.

In the now, the present and by wonderful pen.

NOTE; this poem was dictated to me. It is understood what it says. It is for you to be the teacher and they taught, all others then your teacher, to whom you give all credence, obedience and trust. The teacher will not be a living person, rather only the channel through whom the word will come for your needs.

Also enclosed, a small piece from a manifesto. It may not be poetry as we see it, but it has the right words, which is more important then the rhyme. All poetry is not rhyme, rather it is words going out from us to the cosmic with beneficial results to the reader and the writer. In this case. WATER is the key word. It matters not how it is written as long as it appears consistent and invites the viewer to read and study it. The more study the better.

Mercurius Primaterialis

Water is water and will be water: From the heavens of the philosophers water rains: The philosiphers stone cries tear-water. But the world dose not regard such water. It's essence burns in the water And lives in the water, Out of essence make water, And boil the essense in water: You will have a fiery water, Like a sharp salten ocean water. To children it is a living water, But consume soul and body to water. Becomes green, blue like heaven water.Digest, calcinate, dissolve and putrefy the water: Seek the philosopher's fourfold eternal water And if done well, the art becomes water.

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