Faery Tradition

As The Chalice And The Priestess ,
As The Wand Is Of The Priest ,
As The Ecstacy In Union ,
As The Angel From The Beast ,
As The Life Is The Communion ,
As The Great Within The Least :

As Of The Many , As Of The One ,
Before Beginning Was Ever Begun ,
As All Birthed Of Love Divine ,
Beyond All Space , Beyond All Time ,
Beyond All Word , Beyond All Name ,
Beyond All Difference , Where All Is Same ,
Beyond All Touch , Beyond All Sight ,
Beyond All Day , Beyond All Night ,
Where Shineth Flame O Ever Bright ,
O Singing Spheres , O Pure Clear Light !

O Loving Death , Eternal Smile ,
Let Us Kiss Thy Lips Awhile ,
Let Us Clasp Thee To Our Breasts ,
By Thy Grace Be Laid To Rest ,
By Thy Touch Be Brought To Life ,
Free From Fear , And Greed , And Strife ,
Soul To Fly As Child Blessed ,
As Risen From The World Enmeshed ,
As Risen From The Form Entombed ,
O Chainless One , O Winged Womb !

Symbol Or Language ,
Language Or Symbol ?
Ah , Me Friend ,
It Aren’t That Simple ;

Graphic And Semantic Reality ,
Are A Quantum Entangled Key ;
In Beginning Was The Word ,
Yet The Word Was Symbol ,
Both Seen , And Heard ;

With Only One , Ye Are Deaf , Or Blind ;
We Are Speaking Of The Senses Of The Mind ;
With Language Of Geometric Configuration ,
Do Ye Create Yer Own Creation ;

The SoundShape Language
Of Speak And See ,
Is Two , Beyond Duality ;
Robe The Single , The Two As One ,
Creation’s Work Is Never Done ;

Silence And Void , Is Only Pause ,
‘ Till Meditation Becomes First Cause ;
Meditation Is Not The Answer , See ?
‘ Tis Only Blank Screen ,
For Next Creativity ;

Obri And Runic , Runic And Obri ,
Is Runa Higher Frequency ,
And The Runa Tongue To Give All Name ,
Is The Lost Language Of Faery Elphame

In Faery Mgieck , There Is A Way ,
The Elemental Forces Play ,
A Higher Dimensional Interface ,
To A Space , Within A Space ;

It Is With Elemental Four ,
You Phase Lock To Open Door ,
And With Quantum Entanglement ,
Thru The Wormhole , Is Energy Sent ;

With Telluric Current Of Earth ,
And Stellar Current Of Star ,
You May Travel Very Far ,
And Marriage Of Negative
And Positive Entropy ,
You Will Find Is One More Key ;

Four Asthrreaal Currents ,
Four Quantum Forces ,
We Called These ,
The Four Power Horses ;

Semantic And Graphic Reality !
Cube Octahedron Geometry !
Being Reflexive Is What It’s About ,
All So You Can Turn Yourself Inside Out ;

Asthrreaal Mthtereckse , To Temporal Order ,
Existence Space Must Have A Border ,
Ye May Think Me Mad As a Hatter ,
‘ Tis Only The Power Of Mind Into Matter ;

Digital And Analog , Alternating And Direct ,
It Is Thru Resonance , All Fields Connect ,
With Bio – Plasmic Emanation ,
Bring Forth A Holographic Animation ;

In The Mgieck Theatre Of Me Mind ,
Me Mgieck Temple Ye Shall Find ,
And , ‘ Twill Be Me Final Act ,
To Go Thru The Dimensional Tesseract !

Into The Night She Circles ,
Chanting Her Footsteps Round ,
Her Robes So Deep , Black On Black ,
Swirling Above The Mound ;

A Crescent Moon Upon Her Brow ,
A Wand Held In Her Hand ,
A Sickle Hanging From Her Sash ,
She Is a Guardian Of This Land ;

She Is A Spark Within The Dark ,
A Fire In The Mist ,
A Glimmer Of Glamour , As Arms Raised Arc ,
Spread Wide To Be Moon Kissed ;

She Dances Ancient , Time Before ,
She Cries The Goddess Wild ,
She Is a Mother Of This Earth ,
A Crone Within A Child ;

She Calls , She Drones , In Rise , And Fall ,
Voice Echoing Off The Stones ,
She Howls , She Screams , Her Mgieck Speell ,
In Primal Woman’s Tones ;

She Is Raven At Midnight ,
She Is The Dreamer , And Her Dreams ,
She Is Shadow , She Is Light ,
She Is More Than All She Seems

Those Who Are Out , Are Out ,
Those Who Are In , Are In ,
May Any Who Would Harm Us,
Not Know What We Are About,
This Place Is Sealed , Let Us Begin…….

A Speell Is Woven , A Web Is Cast ,
Into The Future , And Into The Past ,
Into The Circle , Come Now We All ,
We Gather To Answer The Faery Call

We Danse In A Spiral ,
We Tie A Few Knots ,
And With A Hive Mind ,
We Send A Few Thoughts ,

We Raise Up A Vortex ,
A Door In Between ,
A Wormhole For Moving ,
The Seen And Unseen

We Speak The Old G’raymmaerr
The Power Of Word ,
And Thru All The Realms ,
Our Will , Will Be Heard

With Blue Light Etheric ,
We Writ In The Air ,
And With Mgieck Intent ,
We Do What We Dare ,

This Is The Retual ,
This Is The Way ,
Pentagrams Drawn ,
So Elements Play ,

This Is Our Mgieck ,
This Is Our Crreayafth ,
This Is Our Ancient ,
And Acceptable Payth

We Ask No Forgiveness ,
We Stand Firm Our Ground ,
This Is Our Land ,
These Are Our Mounds

We Are The Ancient ,
Here Long Before ,
Our Holy Book ,
Is Olde Faery Lore…….

Pan , Pan , Io Pan ,
Pan That Thou Art , Pan That I Am ,
Pan As Both Wild And Free , Pan In You , And Pan In Me ,
Pan In Dance , And Pan In Song , Pan As I ,
Now Come Along

Pan As Moon , And Pan As Fire ,
Pan Whose Force Is Our Desire ,
Pan Whose Voice Is Spoken Through ,
Lover’s Cries In Night And Noon ,
Pan Whose Feet Tattoo The Earth ,
As Each New Being Meets It’s Birth ,
Pan Above , And Pan Below ,
Pan Be With Us , Where Whither We Go ,
Pan Alive , Magick Afoot ,
As The Seed Doth Flow From Root ,
As Lover’s Rut In Heat And Passion ,
And Naked Flesh Is Back In Fashion ,
As The Nymph Asks The Satyr ,
Will He View Her , Or Will He Mate Her ?
Will Standing Stone Meet Faery Ring ,
As Hearts Doth Beat , And Souls Doth Sing ?
Wilt The Spark Become The Flame ,
Consuming All Of Guilt And Shame ,
Leaving Only Joy And Pleasure , To Grow Beyond
All Worlds Of Measure ?

Wilt The Pools Of Pebbles Ripple ,
Reflect The Lips Upon The Nipple ?
Or Wilt The Sound Of Waters Fall ,
Merge With Two Becoming All ?

Wilt Thou Join Me , Dost Thou Dare ?
Give Me Not Thy Feeble Stare ,
Give Me Not Thy Deadened Limbs ,
Give Me Not Thy Mind So Dim ,
Awake , Arise , Become Thy Beast ,
Let Mother’s Nature Never Cease ,
To Ebb , And Flow , And Cycle Through ,
This Being Now Ye Call As You ,
This Being Made Of Fire And Earth ,
And Water And Air And Spirit And Mirth !
May You Always Greet The Day ,
In A Wild And Sacred Way ,
And May The Blanket Of The Night ,
Ne’er Cover Your Cries Of Lover’s Bite
May The Wolf And Forest Stag ,
Cause Your Feet To Never Lag ,
And May Your Eyes Only See,
The World Through Awe And Mystery !
Be Thou Wild , Be Thou Free , Be As Pan In You And Me !

A Net Of Numbers ,
A Web Of Words ,
Such Is The Crreayafth’s
Language Of Birds ;

A Fabric Of Code ,
As Space Time Woven ,
Two Language Symbol ,
Was The Hoof Cloven ;

Feminine And Masculine ,
Divine Letter-Symbol Wrote ,
Do Ye See Our Beyafomth ,
Our Androgynine Goat ?

Some Are Goats , Some Are Sheep ,
Some Need A Shepherd , To Get To Sleep ;
Some Yet Worship , And Some Are Gods ,
On This Earth We Share , And Trod ;
Write By Number , And Weave With Words ,
Ye Shall Know The Language Of The Birds

Deep Into The Weyyrrding Well,
I Cast The Runes To Weave A Speell ,
Ripples Spread With Asthrreaal Force ,
Rings Of Mgieck From The Source

I WordWeave , I Drone And Call ,
Hear Me Voice Rise And Fall ,
See The Shimmer , See Light Danse ,
Across The Face Of Great Expanse ,

Ye Think Ye Weyyrd ? So Mote It Be !
Yet None Is Quite As Weyyrd As Me ,
I Was Weyyrd When Earth Was Young ,
When We Spoke In Faery Tongue

I DreamWalked Among The Stars ,
SkyClad I Traveled , Wide And Far ,
Many Kin I Claim As Mine ,
Across The Worlds Of Space And Time !

I Danced In The Dells ,
I Danced On The Mounds ,
I Danced The LeyLines ,
And I Danced Round And Round ,

I Spoke With Me OtherKin ,
With Wing , And Hoof , And Claw And Fin ,
I Wove With The Spider ,
I Breathed With The Trees ,
I Played With The Otter , I Buzzed With The Bees ,
I Ran With The Horses , Wild And Free ,
None Is Quite As Weyyrd As Me !

The Mgieck Is Mine ,
As A Gift From The Fay ,
They Want Me Home, To Come And Play ,
Yet There Is Much Yet I Must Do ,
I Must Give This Gift To You…….

And So It Begins :

Welcome to the World of Faery , where I shall be slowly unfolding a language ,

and a mgieck , which has been known by many names , in many cultures ,

through the aeons , past to now…join me on this journey…yet be aware…

once you set foot on the path , you set mgieckal currents in motion…