Omphalos
Omphalos
Omphalos
Omphalos
This Is The Navel
Of The World,
The Axis Mundi
The Assemlage Point
Of All Things
Disgusting And Purid
But In The Darkness
Of This Matter,
There Is Light
Omphalos
Omphalos
Omphalos
Omphalos
I Stretch Out My Hands
To Salute The Sun
And Allow My Heart
To Fall To The Ground.
In This, I Myself Become
A Point Of Conflux
Between The Rising
Red Dragon
And The Descending
Black Dragon,
For In The Impurest
Of Matter
All Power
Is Present
Omphalos
Omphalos
Omphalos
Omphalos
