Illuminist Lodge

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“You take your knowledge dead from the dead, but we take our knowledge from the Living who does not die.” Prologue Book 1 The Futuhat, Ibn Al-Arabi

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You are The One

And so are The Others

Learn to See 

The One among Many.

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Start with Ali, 

Start with Christ,

Then turn toward their mothers, their Earths 

Turn toward their fathers, The Suns

Turn towards the Others, the 7 stars (Pleidies)

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Roll out the blue black cloth of Fatima’s shawl

Until quicksilver flashes emerge

Until rushing gold and copper announce that

The Household is alive.

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Bring the fire to the black stove

Show the face of Ali, Hasan, Husayn

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White fire in a rounded bowl

Red elixir in a cup

White phoenix, white dove

White Host, As Rising Sun 

Above The sea 

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Dawn, 

Day, 

He reaches up in Jubilee

Free from the dross 

of History and Culture

Religion and War

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Saint wrapped in Silence

In hunger

Working the bellows

You cause the fire to reach up

Uprising

Like a creeping hyacinth vine

As your foot falls

A rainbow serpent climbs The Pillar 

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Make the Horse’s hooves

Seek the true gates of the directions

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Take our advocate 

To his hidden Home, 

beyond this graveyard

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I see nothing but Seeing

In all directions

Knowing, The Presence.

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The Harmony 

Of these many Organs

Their unity in Life

United, Talisman

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Each Organ 

Is a member of

The House

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You must love them all

All of Them 

As One.

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Your love is the binding thread

Holding The House together

Ali, Fatima, Hasan, Husayn

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My Commander’s face, everywhere.

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In order to know this earth fully

I must know all her special people

And the princess spirits 

of their dwelling places.

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This is what brings me to the bright desert night, alone.

Circle of bright faces and voices

Underneath The Rider

The Living One

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Whispering his name into the ear

Cupping the word with the palm

Sheltering it from His sky

Keeping the heat of the breath

Coherent as it travels to the ear

Pump the bellows, prime the pillar

For radiant life

I hear his name, again

Your shining face

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Ali, Ali, Ali, Ali

Mary, Mary, Mary Mary

Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy

Ya haay, Ya Haay, Ya Haay, Ya Haay

The Sea, The Sea, The Sea, The Sea

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Brighten this dark chamber of reflection

Your household members shine together, as larks

Bright birds in a solstice tree

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“The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast

And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings

She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings”

Tradition Irish Song 

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Only against Fatima’s deep black sky

Can I see the 7 bright stars that all of you are

Only against the bright orange sunset

Can I see The Rider voyaging in His Night of Power

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Your face, Commander, Secret, Risen One.

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Alive, in ecstasy, 

in presence, 

in suffering, 

and the medicine you gather.

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Your Horse

Is the medicine basket

And ancestral path finder of vision

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Muhammad, you heart is the drum

And it takes you to the true world

You ride to find us in the future

So we can gather your Home

And its members.

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Like larks in the solstice tree

Like lanterns in the mines

Like stars nestling into a earthen nest

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Bellows heating up the forge

The Breaths announce his arrival

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There is a horse in the center

Of the true living earth

That waits for you

Alert, poised, mighty

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This Horse follows the horn of Gabriel

Zig Zags through the locks of Nature

Delivers you to The Mist.

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Like You,

We come alone

Carried in the belly or breast of a wise sky beast

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In a heart ship, 

sheltered from skies and paths 

Humans have never walked alone

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We travel in the body of our advocate

Medicine Horse,

Sky King of Vision

Your rainbow mane covers us

Frames our face

With golden streaming time

As He returns to the beauty of his Silver origin.

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Collect the members of the house

Place them in a basket

Nest the Ores in a clear flask

Each member of The House

Each river of paradise

Bring them together again

Inside the body of a brightened Earth

Witness their faces shining together

Through all worlds

In Her nest

Uniting, circulating, procreating, persisting. 

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“Oh, Roger the ploughboy, he is a dashing blade

He goes whistling and singing over yonder green shade

He met with pretty Susan, she’s handsome I declare

She is far more enticing then the birds all in the air”

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Man of the bellows,

bring your heel down with speed

This white flame rises and frames the face of Ali

And his brother Christ strong, rising, 

Undefeatable Commanders 

Hearts beating as drums

Living Earths, Horses riding

To the Awakened House.

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“He clothes them and shines brilliantly to them;

He teaches them through cups of the friend.” Chapter 30 Book 3 The Futuhat

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There are 7 stars in the Pleidies

And they are in Harmony

Fixed by enduring Love

In a remote station

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Like the Members of His House

The Organs of this body

The Ores and metals 

that make up The Stone, The Elixir

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These 7 need a nest in the Earth

A place to shine into

A place where light can persist 

Be true.

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Oh you, whose heart is open

And awake 

A manger for a starry night

A solstice tree filled with birds

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“The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast

And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings

She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings”

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If we open up this stone, that Nature has sealed

We leave the safety of the known

We go out of Egypt and into the desert again

How shall we feed the child inside the flask?

When He opens his eyes and mouth expectant?

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With the dew of the Dawn

Shimmering water of morning 

Miraculously covering the land

We spot it from the view 

of the circling Eagle  

We see our gold arriving as this strange water

This nutrient

This frankensence, this myrrh.

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I must learn to see the Many as One

As I love Him, a wave of Power, Mighty Joy

This seeing, this eye, this path

That falls on Him, in morning

And in evening, at night and in the dawn

I must learn to let this Love dictate the Harmony

Of Life

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In the House of The True

The Stone is Opened

And in its new Land 

A Golden Water Arrives

To feed the Child at its heart

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We claim our freedom in the desert

As our advocate Rides through the bright orange sky

On a horse from the center of the Earth

Its hooves and his heart beat together in Might.

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You will not escape death

But in your life you may become a bridge 

For the victorious ones to live through all the worlds

In delight, in love, in light.

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“The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast

And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings

She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings”

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II. Catching a star in an (earthen) glass vessel

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In the heart of Mongolia

At the center of the steppes

Is a magical horse

The entire sky fits within his body, the entire sea

Depending on where The Rider seeks the medicine 

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Sometimes the heir of light

Needs to travel out of this world

To find the Ones who will

Cause his Household to persist

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The Future iteration of Gold

The shining faces of his loved ones

As they peer into the bowl of time

And send love and support

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Muhammad saw this world fall away

He called it the end of the world

And yet, in the alchemical furnace and flask

What every illumined soul sees

Is the dross falling from the stone 

Into the sand

as it opens to the dove.

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Ibn Arabi witnessed things occur in the same alchemical flask

He described the 2 blasts of Gabriel’s horn

The Atomic Brilliance of Enoch’s matter

Arriving as apocalypse, influx of fire and wind 

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This happens when the stone is opened and when it is recombined.

In between a child emerges that can only be fed by manna

The golden dew of the dawn

The coagulations of seven stars essences

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When the stone is opened

When its bound amalgam is opened up

Seven streams of paradise emerge

The rushing ores must be shaped into a mandala

This is when the Pleiades are used to give shape to the chaos 

Of sulphuric eruption

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This cloud can kill the alchemist

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But if the seven stars

As the seven members of the holy house

Shine their face of light from the future 

into the bowl of time

Then a paradise emerges in the flask

The child of gold begins its development

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In the unfolded land, 

nature unfolded to find an opened land

That was obscured.

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One could say

He rises on a land of treasure

Surrounded by golden dew

Renewed every day

As his nutrients.

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The test of the glass 

occurs at the opening of the stone

And at its resealing.

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Muhammad rides the magical horse

And the path of their voyage

Requires numerous vehicles

One of paws, one of hooves, two of feathered wings

Wolf, Horse, vulture, humming bird

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We travel in these bodies to reach the seven stars 

They have become remote

They need to be invited 

to nest in an earthen vessel

To set the course for 7 rivers

To repattern the ores so the stone can be resealed

And become the elixir

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The golden buoyant world that rises

As the heavy earth and nature falls

A world ended and a world rises.

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The members and organs of the Holy House

Join the alchemist in his endeavor

To open the obscured, to find the treasure

The promise, the oath

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Buried deep in Earth, wrapped in stone

Is a single seed of refined fire

Suspended in crystal, salt

Like a beacon in the buried house

A fallen star, 

a portal for its family to live into our world

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Seven faces, 

seven lamps, 

seven flames, 

seven rivers.

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One bright seed

Stabilized by seven stars 

begins to rise as air and earth on the vertical pillar

Begins to ripple out as fire and water on the horizontal

Make your world bright one.

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Two apocalypse occur in the process

The two blowings of Gabriel’s horn

In Book Two of The Futuhat

The end of two worlds

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All a world represents

Is the coagulation of the four roots into a stable iteration 

When it ends all that is signified

Is that we have entered the octave of reconfiguration

A new era, 

the changing of solidified state 

to one of recombination, fluidity.

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Stability is compromised 

This is the first abyss

When the stone is opened you need 

The advocacy of the upper and lower world

Otherwise the rivers run out of the flask 

And with it your life.

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If the stars of the sky

Will consent to descend 

the rivers are given a course

The waters are held in magnetic resonance

And shape themselves based on the Pleidies

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They find the purity of their own essence

Before being bound into conglomerate

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In their purity they become a united

A vortex of their own potency

Loosed from the binds of love

Strife has set them free

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In their freedom, 

space opens upon around their bodies

Their subtlety settles into an earthen nest

Their star finds them again 

and builds their subtle body

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Spirit returns to spirit, soul returns to soul, body to body

Unitude.

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7 unites harmonize in their perfect essences

7 members, 

7 organs of the household stabilize in a new world

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Then again the horn is blown

Bright atomic matter

White sulphur

Recombines the essences 

that have become the pure land 

of a Child’s birth, development, and rising.

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From low in the nest

From standing still in the grave

The child stands up.

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The seven paradises 

Will resist recombination

So Gabriel’s second blast

Coerces the bind

And forms the philosophers stone

The elixir

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Universal medicine

The body of Christ.