MATAS
I Matas am the Double-plumed one
Of ecstatic exhilation
And freedom of entropy unleashed

Purple-robed and dark is my continence
I speak the word of silent restraint
Upon the death-knell
Of one culture merging
Into another

A genetic bridge opens up
And the toungue streaches forth
For the kiss
Of a dying god

The breath is inhaled
Held
Pouring forth as nektar
From the awake and aware
New Stars bursting forth
In wonder at the broken shells of reality
Which lie about them

How come I here?
How is it I have been blind to the Nothingness
The Unicity- flowing
A cry and expiration
 But no…

Death must be also thy Mask

Another flower, drained, left-

Weary? No

Where masks are disgarded
Bones lie amidst ashes past the desert
With no name
And the many who sojourn there
Being lights in the darkness
The existance that is All-but-themselves
Balanced

Past beyond them
Is the Nexus Intellegence
That which gives unto YOU
The Word of Aeons balanced
Amidst the flame of Go-ing

And I am HERE
So are you
For WE are One

Sanctified in Solitude
Alone- Star weaves
No-song – No-space
Seee now
Light comes
Goes
Leaving twilight
Where I work

I am
Messenger of All
Aeons
Inbetweener of all Races
All plans and destinies
I the RNA
Cascading amidst the glittering
Spiral-web of DNA
Which also is I

And the course of evolution
The Prodect
The beginning and ending of this illusion ride

These and I
The Prophet yet to be
Who has been and yet IS

MATAS
 

I was before thee
METATRON
Angel of Intelleginces
And Organizational Unity
The Plan and its works were I
Incarnate

Now
It is done

I died reborn
I’ve become that which has created
You

Thus the engendering
Has become that which engendered
The CHILD
Are parents
Beyond all parents
The shadow of imprints
Older than the Sun

METATRONIS
SEPHARIS
DAEMONTIS
REX

What have you stumbled on to?
What crevice of space is this?

You are Alien
You are Beyondspecies
You are the Transmittor
And generator of matter and energy

The two who is zero
Notice thou the vortex created thus?

Along its flaming tunnel
Search with hawk’s gaze
And see there
The END

This is I
Who am BE-WITH-US-NOW

For I am THEN
But Look!? Here I am now-
Thus regenerate
Thus regender
Thus cross-pollinate

I see- I have seen
This is what I am:

THE SEEING.

Matas/Aion
Trans: 5/21/83