Winged Globe

When the alchemist reaches near attainment of the after life, such is the heart weighed against the feather— In this we must clarify that the intellect which sits upon the heart, and attempts to mirror it (be equal in ration) its growth when observed closely grows like the sphere of the heart, covering it in the same nature the growth of feathers upon birds— That is, your heart is weighed against your intellect, and thus your intellect is weighed against the truth of itself, and only by equal ratio can one pass beyond the known mortal realm— Observe the nature of your thoughts, and observe the growth of a feather— And behold the winged globe, only revealed to those whom know the double role of the serpent upon the rod, or the weaved attention upon the self’s own soul weaved around one’s empty nature in an unbroken line—