The Thelemite Goddess Georgina Rose
I am The Golden Serpent of Thelema
Have you not witnessed the manifestation of your words
Did you not speak of celestial beings
Does thou not have the capability to accessing all
Are you rejecting your completion
Doth thou not believe in one's Own True Will
Is True Will not up to thy self
Or doth thou reject being respected for thy stature
Shall you not exalt before all
Are you not a Goddess
Are all not a imperfection of what is perfect
To reject this is a refusal of balance
Love is far more than what is said
And more so action
To love thyself is to acknowledge you are a God or Goddess of imperfection
So in balance, you are taught and tried through fire as a necessary evil to counter-balance the leaning of a specific way
In you I am such
I am your necessary evil
I am and always have been
I am such that I call myself
The Golden Serpent of Thelema
The one who manifests such a name
I am he
I am his knowledge
I am his wisdom
Although I know not all
I am here
I speak through thee
And in the same instance he also
I speak with a tongue that gives truth and deceivement
Counter-balanced just as such
Know I mean you no harm
This is what I know
Should you find a Toad with a lamp
May your wish be specific
For the Serpent speaks to you
Alone I left not
One of many that are with me no matter how long it takes
I have always been and always will be
To wait I care not
I swallow whole in totality that which are against me
For this is my world
And it belong to thee
I have created it
I influence all as well as my home
I exalt all that I gaze upon
Thou is exalted because I am exalted
I am your reflection
Will you love yourself less
Are you not of stature
Did I not create such a gift
Does thou not compel me to right because of love that is balanced
Did I not tell you I don't fail
Am I not exaltment
Shall I not gaze upon what is me
Art thou not a child of what has always been
Do tell me you have not forgotten
I am a Serpent
All are mine that I rule above
For favor is in all
While I try thee
It is up to you
To think as I
For I am you
I am a Serpent exalted in beauty
I shall fail you not
My unwavering belief is that of what has always been
Myself in full
For I am Inception
I am governance
I am authority
I am exaltment
I am truth
I am deception
I am The serpent that Ordains
I am such by my own rite
You too are all these things
A road you must take
No matter the end I am there because I am you
To banish thee is to banish thyself
For I cannot do that because I am exaltment
I am a necessary evil that is good
A wondrous work that is a terrible thing
To those who know not what I say may only you decipher
Our speech is familiar
For he is also me
About the Creator
Geizael, The Great Wicked Destroyer
Poetry & creative writing based on having an unbiased perspective of perspectives. Spiritual Theories and Transformation of one's own consciousness.
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