Descension

Descension=

Descending beyond mention...

Descent off the grid;

Comes up a lot in the Zodiac as a sign

That's on the slide...

Are you descending?...

Are you decent?...

Do you live in your world day to day without pants,

Or do you dive into your psychic maelstrom from time

To time to balance the ongoing chaos of what's outside,

And avoid a repeat fracas?...

I see descension as a state of action

Where we face our depth

and future friction

With vigor and a stalwart sense of attention...

...Coming to terms with what's been questioned,

And what is yet to be...

Descension+Ingestion+Invested Efforts equals

Wrenching myself out of the gutter and

Discerning what's on tap...

...There are so many odd shaped tasties that are waiting in my lap

And hanging plump upon the drooping network of criss-cross branches!...

To descend is to not only to slough off the table when

A hand has brushed your fruit jelly preserves,

But also to elevate to an elated state,

because if:

“As above, so below; as below, so above”– The Kybalion

Is to be believed then that this upward descent

Cascades and climaxes like a spent glass of water

Exploding mid-air for no one but the thorough-fair,

And much less the common man...

Hard to see it if you can, and when you blink

The whole plan shrinks and is immediately swallowed up...

Descension is a cool glass of promise,

Maybe now or maybe never...

Time to drop into the spot-lit void,

And vanish off the written stage.

©

Bunny Villaire

6/29/22