you cant fault sigmund

a scientist

after the newtonian darkness

misapprehending

the first contact

with the unthinkable

it

       das es

 yhwh

on the floor in a box

jung got funky

with it

made it the past

and here we are

where come to find

das es is EVERYTHING

but no proof for isaac

 

 

nephilim

the alien you seek

in another

is light

is the spark

your oldest part

the eye spot

yet priest magicians

and their altars

keep the light out

kept for  ritual

as a spark

to be dimmed

let your eye

not awake

image-in

embrace the dead

travel far