A Varied Collection
Of Pan Paens
Arkady NW
Amidst the Turmoil and Hectic
A moment of Clarity
Like clouds parting
Before a silver moon
And Arkady appears
Forest turning craigs
Rolling, laughing, into Valleys
Splashing into ponds
Lakes and streams-
Because Arkady has come
The animals appear
- is it safe?
Yes- here now the wildhome
How can this be?
Yet Piper plays, drums echo
Nature sings and myths live
Sometimes
A car is heard...
But, amazing!
No roads lead to Arkady
Only satyrs, nymphs and manaeds
know
And-
they only like the wild sort
so-
If the Gods smile
And you leap without looking
You may land in Arkady
But-
It is not so easy
To leave.
6/96 Arkady NW
Aion
LIGHT & SHADOW
Light
Light and Shadow
Light and Shadow are the
ways
Of Beast and Human-
The Beast catches a glimmer
of Light
And holds it in awe.
The Human walks in Shadow
Head bright with Sunlight
But fascinated with the Darkness
Frome whence he has just
emerged.
When the Shadow balances
the Light
There is great inspiration
Refined instant
When the Light is thrust
into the Shadow
Great secrets are revealed
The awareness of Deeper Links
When the Shadow takes upon
itself
The glamour of Light
But controls it through
Body Magick
This is the scourge of destruction-
A glimmer of light
Within the Beast
Portends great rage and combustion
To grant the greater Light
But follow the urge of the
Beast
Portends annhilation-
The Green tempers the Shadow
Providing Home and Food and
Grave
The Green earths the Shadow
in necessity.
Gives form to instinct
And savor to excess
The Light draws the Beast
Who is Human
To seperate from the Green
To adapt then manipulate
then Order
Yet the Shadow within urges
Stalk and conquer!
The Balance of the Beast's
understanding
Keeps the Human separate
Yet within the Green
Master yet devoted
The Light unbalanced seduces
'Only Me' it cries
'Abandon the Shadow, it is
unnecessary
A reminder of lowly roots-
Hide it, reject it-
Those who still link with
it- destroy them!'
And so these tribes conquered
Connections with Shadow called
'sin.'
The Beast was to be hunted
or domesticated
The Green was to be tamed
or destroyed
All tribes who recognized
the Shadow
Or honored the Green above
all
Were enslaved or murdered
or banished
Until the Green became an
object
Not the Mother
Until the Shadow became the
Forgotten
And not the AnimalSelf
Yet-In the Green-less homes
Flooded with the unnatural
Light
The Howl of the Beast can
be heard
Circling the ramparts
The choices are there;
Enter the Green and reunite
with the Beast in Play
Or prepare for the walls
of the Tower to be clawed down
With a roar.
That which is long suppressed
can not be ignored
Yet no trial this
In the Green
When Shadow Plays with Light
Great vistas of forgotten
Joy are revealed
Like clouds parting
Above the forested mountain
After a gentle rainstorm...
Aion
5/25/96
Upon Red Mt.
Note: Satyr (STVR) = 666 =
The Beast...
Pan is Void
Pan is Void
Self-Selfgenerate
Amidst the Play of
Sex/Death
Impetus/Love/Will
(Self Love/Self Generate)
Love: Manifesting Self to
Self as Sex
Will: Manifesting Self to
Self as Death
"That Which Plays"
Self Dancing/ Being Void
Projects Illusion-
Rising in
Everything Percieved
By the 5 senses
They are the Gate
The Goddess
The Manifestation of Sense
Sense- Perception - Thought
Veils upon Veils
Why?
The Play!
Only for FUN
PAN
Aion/ Candlemas 1994
Twilight Shadow
Twilight Shadow
Emerge
From the Deepest Place
Into the Silver
Glistening with Gold
Eyes glowing Green
First the Horns:
One in Darkness
The other Brilliant
The Open Eye
Where they meet
Within which
there is a galaxy
Next
Nostrils flaring
Mouth in a grin
Of Lust, Hunger, Humor
Humanity gives way...
Bristling fur
Through Shaggy forests
Upom hill haunches
And these steps
Reveal the Beast
Fear
Lust
Ecstasy
A meeting
A lightening bolt!
Laughter!
And I leap out
Upon hooves
In the Dance...
5/28/96 'Arkady NW'
THE FOUNDING OF THE BLACK FLAME KABA
Pan was lonely for the chase
Moon-white thighs and wine's
embrace
But the mood upon the land
Was of cold and Death
He chanced upon the Waste
in dread
Dreaming ferns and soft sunlight
When into his lonliness came
The cray of a Hawk
And thunder awoke at the
sound of it's wings
Pan, called Dead, arose and
trod
The Dreams of serfs
To the end of the road
There he spied naught but
void
He saw within the darkness
A Shadow dancing in silence
He perceived it was a Goddess
He, alone for aeons, trembled
With a snot and then a cry
He launched himself into
the sky
Unleashing the raging
Dance about him
She whose laughter is the
starlight
Played about his shaggy form
As he played his pipes
She sang
The music they weave spins
the stars
Galaxies dance about their
play
She who is NOT
Loving he who is ALL
Dancing upon the Sands of
Night
Above the hallowed depths
of darkness
Between creation and destruction
Hail to the Twin flame
Who are NONE in their joy.
- Aion 131- To PAN/MAAT (1978?)
AN
Om Namah Anya!
Horned Lord of the Beginning
Wild Auroch- Earth Shaker
Beast of Lightening and Thunder
Lord of Rut
God of All Plenty
Link with All Life
Child-Mate of Kali
Bull Rider
Form of the Trident
Red Eye between Horns
Gate of Lust and Laughter
Wild Thing Dancing
Lord of Movement and Stillness
Howling like Stormwind
Secret Rune of Evolution
Lord of Bondage-Liberation
Movement of Birth Death Cum
Fountain of Prosperity
God of the Unstuck and Nomad
Path Keeper Holy Madman
Devil God All Devouring
Pure Child of Stellar Light
Serpent emerging from the
Womb of Earth
Green Man wit White Water
Hail
Beast God of Shephards and
Flocks
Lingam of Singing Flame
Fruit of the Tree of Life
Cintamani Stone Flashing
Body of the Full Moon
Seed Life of All Creatures
Grand Master of the Revel
Teacher of Genetic Mysteries
Flower of the Heart of Earth
Remover of all Guilt and
Stain
Burning Eye of a predator
stalking
Earth-formed crystal
Lord of the Open Mind
Green-Blue of Twilight Sky
Startled Fawn, still and
silent
One Who Plays
All Homage to An!
OM!
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