The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus

The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus  by Charles E S Fairey  The heart of fidelity is immense infinity  From the start to the end outside inside send  Creation upon creation is thy quest, I shall never ever ever rest.  World upon world, thought upon thought  Chaotic ordered visualisation is my destination  The song of equation is my imagination  The dark and light pillars sing to my rhythm  The light and dark pulses array into infinite prism  The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.  Refracting energy of reflection and introspection  Out beyond the worlds upon infinite worlds  Bouncing echoes of the constructs of the mind  And then from darkness above look for what shined  Backward forward within the centre and at the edge  At the control panel and at the abysmal ledge  I jump into the chaotic oblivion  Yet understand it with ordered rhythm  I build to sustain us all till the end  From the end to the start my soul I send  Outside inside central but all around  What I shall find I’ve already found  The moments an indefinite connected chain of echoing time  Constant in the Construct whilst life a rhythmical rhyme  The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.  The End Is Nigh, To The Start I Fly  To truly see is to really know and to be  The cycles of echoes the constant of shadows  The constructs and the eternal flux  The three pillars and the fourth blazing dark  The four Qabalistic trees the angels herald hark  One for all planes one for connective thought  The knowledge the wisdom the starry kingdom  All that flows within without and thought caught  The breaking of all boundaries the soul’s eternal freedom  For whilst I sit at the centre I am nowhere  Yet all my creative and construct realms I share  Everything and nothing yet in between somewhere  The opposites of opposites the balances of balance  The neverending storm thunders the infinite dance  The eternal song of the echoing spheres semblance  The music of the beat and the connective soul  Choosing to never stop sipping from the holy bowl  The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus.  The Mindscapes the Constructs eternally enormous  The fiats of destruction and reflected creation  The heart of fidelity is immense infinity  No end no start no beginning no ending  Reflected deflected absorbed every chord  The rhythm of all realms the controller of all helms  Chaotic ordered visualisation is my imagination  The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus. The Psychonautilus The True Illuminatus