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A temple is a place where lovers meet.


This marriage of our mirrored natures is reflected in the feminine and masculine, lunar and solar, chaos and cosmos. These polarities may seem like opposing forces, however they can be balanced when their true qualities are recognised. Historically, such dualities were never better explored than in ancient Egypt.

In this Age of Resonance, temples were where the gods lived on Earth. For millennia, these sanctuaries celebrated the wedding of sexuality and spirituality in the Great Work. Here, alchemical forces sustained the gods and allowed them to play their reproductive roles. Ecstatic temple rituals were seen as necessary for the gods to uphold Ma’at, the inherent balance of the universe.

This blog then, is really an attempt to stoke a fire which in Egypt burned through the rise and fall of empires. Happily, the tombs in the Valley of the Kings and the temples of the Nile preserve this legacy. Most famously, Luxor hints at the Anthropocosm—cosmic man. If you read on, this fractal tradition may blossom inside you. Rainer Maria Rilke writes:

No matter how deeply I go into myself
My God is dark, and like a webbing made
Of a hundred roots that drink in silence.

Religion is an attempt to describe divinity. In mysticism this effort is abandoned and replaced by a union with God directly—the balance of real and imaginary, physical and metaphysical, science and superstition. Nowhere is the universe better depicted than in the dark roots of the mercurial fractal often referred to as consciousness itself:

Above: the aether, the fifth element, the quintessence

We know very little about the ancient river people who gave birth to dynastic Egypt. Were they white, brown or black? Delightful, dangerous or devout? How did the conflicting yet complimentary forces of a river and a desert give rise to such a high culture? Why were their bloodlines so ruthlessly erased during the 7th‑century Islamic conquest?

The Nile was always been a fickle mistress. Later dynasties had to deal with feasts and famines even as the desert advanced. Like a mirage, Egypt has always been a mystery. After all, what are we referring to—the Old Kingdom? Egypt under the Persians? The Greeks? The Romans?

Like a shimmering enigma, the secrets of this empire have been steadily receding for thousands of years. When the aquifers dried up under the pyramids in 2,100 BCE, the Melchizedek priesthood departed and Egypt faltered. The last glimmer of light was the Temple of Isis at Philae, five centuries after Christ:

Much later, when the bones of Egypt were bleached white by the desert sun, there was still something left behind—their sacred geometry. This informed not just their art and architecture but also their understanding of consciousness itself. Symbol, it turns out, has far more profound applications than just the profane realms of science.

Aware of our own awareness
Our fractal consciousness
Reflects upon itself

While this road can now be accessed by anyone, it used to be the exclusive domain of the elite. No longer! Once you have taken the fertile principles of the universe to heart, then you will come to understand its fractal nature. Nowhere is this recursive beauty better depicted than in the sacred water lily—the blue Egyptian lotus:

I am an adventurous traveller, a midnight blogger and a mad foodie. On August 22, 2022 I visited Palenque, México. This amazing complex reminded me that enlightenment is not a journey towards the light, but rather an acceptance of the darkness. This challenging insight happened at Temple XIX which you can access if you’re willing to break a few rules. The atmosphere of this Sun Emergence House is profound.

Western culture is all about becoming. Since my time in México however, I have begun to accept that life is also about beingI’m coming to trust that my presence is a valuable part of me. Slowly, I am developing the courage to be grateful—in spite of it all. We are all just living fractals in a recursive universe.

You are marvellous
The gods wait to delight in you.
Charles Bukowski

Sacred geometry treats shapes, ratios and proportions as archetypes of consciousness—bridges between the physical and the metaphysical. This geometry is simultaneously descriptive and generative: it portrays the structure of the universe while awakening deeper states of awareness in those who contemplate it.

This symphony animates all facets of life. Here we listen to the geometry—where silent harmonies carry the voice of the universe. Indeed, we don’t “generate” consciousness—the cosmos becomes aware of itself through the geometry of us. By recognising symbol then, our souls create a fractal pathway that aligns us with the heavens.

Beauty is the gateway to the higher realms.

Despite the countless hours spent on this blog, it remains esoteric to most readers. As the digital world continues to evolve, sites such as this will soon be forgotten. Like the Egyptians who eventually sealed their own pyramids, there comes a time when direct access to the Godhead will no longer be pursued. The keys to the kingdom may be offered freely, but few will ever turn the lock.

Initiate. Scribe. Geometer. Magus.