many cycles

[revolutionR]

I bought many life times, so I could end many life times
this is a very obscure and tossed away form of alchemy
dejected and rejected by the very ones who did that
I sat at the highly glorified gate to the bizarre centre
waiting for my chance to hurl the black stone at the dragon's eye
I had to exist in rags of many colors and beg for beginnings
I had wandered from some strange land where my metal word
crashed in the exotic sands near a great cave in the invisible mountain
I was nothingness for an infinite period inside the word of metal
darkness was my only companion in this death like light like water
like metal water holding my seed of mind a being object held up
by forces beyond comprehension, beyond recognition, yet seeing it
inside its language curled up in a ball of mysteries wrapped in mysteries
held in perfect outside itself existing in a ferment of origins solid state
a corruption of ages did not pass only in sequential conceptual moment
my metal word spoke in strange jagged signs carved in a matter of black
my alms like beginning spiraled in a labyrinth of hastily transcribed words
of metal who poured from some unknown location in the center of nowhere
I myself as I held some memory of did not do this as myself, but was seeing
it from a distance inside the great enclosure where some lapis fire endlessly
purified the great reflection in the receptacle that appeared like a huge pot
holding an ocean in the middle part with an island even more in the middle
I awoke from a sleep like death like fire like water like air like earth itself
I listened to the serpentine like words of metal point me to the everywhere
something like a woman's voice from some great hight showered me with her
naked beyond naked, empty beyond empty, seeing but not seeing but seeing
after so many life times of purchase so many life times so I could end many
the universe is not the one who is not the one who is not the one, many cycles