Kymia my Initiating Antimony & Living Stone of the Wise
3 Seperate Journal Entries spanning April 26th to 1st of Mai.
Arriving back in Luxembourg after a year away & having lost everything as Nomads in the Van, just me & Kymia alone together. Psychotic New Beginnings & Great Endings.
26th April Text 1
1 year of Ferocious Hell has gone by. 1 year Away from Luxembourg. 1 year of relentless Fire. Here I am left with nothing, except, me & her. We got taken in for 2 nights in somebody's home who was very kind inviting us to live in the midst of her family. But Today I decided it was more appropriate to leave. So me & Kymia rented 3 nights at a camping. After a year of fire. It is just her & myself & the car.
She was worth going through that Hell for. The Fire burnt away all I had, until only she remained. The most precious thing of all. I love her with all my Heart & Life. She is really not a Dog. She is in fact a Dragon disguised as a Dog. Fierce & mercurial, a mind that is sharp & smart, operating her mind seated in the throne room of her heart.
She is my universal medicine & philosophers stone. I quite recently broke my mind & she allowed me to transmute that madness into meaning. She is Meaning. She is the love of my life. She is my Master Teacher, The Ally, My Queen. Everpresent Sunshine.
It was Raw Gold that fell from Heaven under the name of Lucifer. He walked the earth to restore his Wings, but when he finally is restored he rises Tinctured Ruby Red by his Sacred Heart & while he fell alone from heaven, he'll do his ascent together with a shining, sovereign fellowship.
April 27th Text 2
The True Exalted Philosophers Stone has stared into the abyss of the true implication of what it means to wish to be alone absolutely. The Face he saw was madness, utter meaninglessness, the end of any truth or reality. The most terrifying implication one could ever wish for if it were fulfilled in the most absolute sense.
The exalted Stone has stared into that Madness & realised that what it wishes for staring into that abyss. Is the total rejection of that wish, it wants its absolute opposite without a shred of doubt in its mind. It knows it wants to relate. It knows it wants everyone to be alive. It wants all to be real. It wants all to be sovereign. It wants to be in union with sovereigns. It has become the expression of Diatomic.
"I stared into the abyss of madness breaking to shreds my corruptible golden mind, madmans crown pf thorns, but then I stared into her eyes and I found myself with a broken lunatic silver flowering crown standing in the sacred mind of my blossoming Heart." Kymia the Dragon that devoured the Abyss"
Mai 1st Text 3
The Red Powder Transmutes metals into Gold. It is only capable of Transmutation. It does not multiply. Monoatomic. It knows only how to raise another into Gold, "Madmen" that want to be left alone, feeling forced into having to live with all of these other Madmen" of Corruptible Gold. "The Mad King" making Sovereign Madmen.
The exalted Stone, the Morningstar transmutes those he meets, into his own likeness. It knows how to multiply itself. Gold that Is Diamotic like all things that dance in pairs can give birth to a third in its own likeness. "The Wise King that has gained his wisdom through jumping into & swimming through utter insanity to arrive at the shores of love, the key to wisdom & clarity. Outside of even "insanity & sanity", immersed in & as "the meaning of Reality": "To never be alone. But together "All as One not One as All"
"All as One-Another. Alive & Real & Sovereign. All a reflection of each others Reality. Not a reflection of oneself & yet all real & other, as the reflection of the chain of events in its relationship to all.
"All as one Another & All as one & other"
Death is but the manifestation of our Wish to be Alone. It is the dream of Gold the Raw Metal.
The Morningstar has become Immortal from dropping that wish & willing to face the unending string of events that weave the tapestry of life, never alone, it wants never to be alone. It wishes not a shred of aloneness. It wishes to breath in & breath out Life, together, one & other, remembering & in remembrance of its everlasting growing relation to all. In the act of growing Reality.
At the moment when your mind breaks through madness. If it breaks entirely, you will find what broke was broken anyway, and find yourself in the sacred mind of your True Heart.
The Sacred Mind seated within the throne room of the Heart that holds the key to living true nobility, loyalty, majesty, selflessness. Guided by the sanity of never wishing to be left alone. The Thought of Wanting to be Alone broken into the Knowledge & Wisdom of being grateful for Life. A realm that only exists "in the absence of aloneness & in the absence of any shred of a wish for it."
Shahanshah Artin