Arcane Enchantment, Alchemy, Purification, Silver & Gold

Sol reserves his works of magic. Light uncontrolled is chaotic! Some enchantment is erotic. People suffer with disbelief. To Sol it is a source of grief. Sol’s pure love, is man’s great relief. If you feel that life is mundane, take a taste of Sol’s light arcane. You’ll live in a magic membrane. Love is the ultimate power. Sol's gaze, a cosmic ray shower. His natures like a sunflower. Not all forms of magic are bad. They all carry a form of rad. Improper use can turn out sad. Believe in truths great enchantment. Sol lives his life with commitment. It’s a source of pure excitement!

Part of this involves soul capture. When done well’s a form of rapture! Hearts might haze & minds might fracture. Objects can be infused with life. Our Lord has a spiritual knife. His mystic ways free us of strife. One sure fire way, is with soul gems. All of arcane from the soul stems. Our weakness & strength this light hems. Enchanted items have light speech. Sublingual tones with cosmic reach, some inflict pain, others will teach. What is your objects energy? Are they dull or a tapestry? They can affect our destiny. It’s a truth to many that scares. Some items open portal tears. It’s something that few are aware. Some objects need constant recharge. The soul power Sol can enlarge. Our eyes & members might engorge.

Your enchantment you might not know. Some can blind the eyes, with bright glow! Some can make our thoughts fast or slow. Enchantment comes in many forms. Some will come soft, some comes as storms. Some feel like butter, some like thorns. It varies with the exposure. At times we’ll feel short of closure. It affects our work & leisure. With your time what stuff do you watch? Does your focus improve or botch? Do you lose control of your crotch? Be cautious to what you listen, avoid dark thoughts that don’t glisten. You’ll invite cosmic collision!

Life's substance is fundamental. Its essence is elemental. Its nature is existential. It tends to transform over time. It’s said to come from ancient slime. When life’s pristine, it rings with rhyme. Life is both solid & formless. Some is reserved, some does express. It can be rough or a caress. Do you know of metallurgy? What about soul life alchemy? It perfects our anatomy. A main base metal known as lead, if ingested can leave you dead, the bite of bullet it’s been said. Lead's soul becomes copper. Its raw natures a show stopper. Honest it’s a bubble popper!

Coppers soul does then become bronze, buns of bronze like Olympus Mons. Mild luster yet it still stuns! Bronze's soul then becomes iron, a molten core metal ion, a rare precious metal scion. Iron with coal then creates steel. A refined solid structure feel. Its rigid nature does not peel. The soul of steel becomes platinum, a super hard metal maxim, soul of middle metal spectrum. Platinum’s soul then becomes silver. Under fire it’s a liver. It’s natures that of a giver. Highest metal is solid gold. Its true power remains untold. It's eternal & can't grow old.

Life’s first forms are of clay & dust. This dynamic force undoes rust. Its light essence makes it a must. Dusts fine nature then becomes sand, simple in nature yet its grand, a main feature of quantum land. Together they form different rocks. They do create vast seismic shocks! They do come in various stocks. The next phase is crystals & gems. Their pure light triggers bio-chems. From the core, diamonds do stem. Gems & metals come from the heat. Cutting & shaping is quite neat. The pure souls learn to say "my treat!" Cannabis is the sacred flame. Flaming souls its nature does tame. Sol & it are one & the same.

Race life is a vast melting pot, where blood & culture mixes hot! Race decides what’s good & what’s not. Love’s fire refines the mixture. This patterns affect our future. Sol's pure light is our main fixture. Each person’s life has potential. Blood power is existential. Some souls rain powers torrential! Sol’s fire burns away our dross. Sometimes refinement feels like loss. Taking some heat creates a boss! We discover our soul essence. We learn the power of presence. All of our ways spark influence. This has been called blood alchemy. We refine our soul energy. Fusion triggers life chemistry.

It’s known as purification. Every being feels a relation. All life reflects our condition. Once thought of as a myth & legend. Our star’s great work we do defend. We’re faithful & true to the end. Sol’s grand work forever endures. Eternal life his blood ensures. From infinite mind he refers. In the fire nothing is lost. The pure blood of love pays the cost. Sol does control both flame & frost. First our souls are dust, stone, & earth. We thus learn our infinite worth. Love guides us through death & rebirth. We learn the heat of metal. Soul fire is a form of battle! Some men are consumed like cattle.

Every soul forms a different cast. Some mixture's slow, for some it's fast. Sol’s golden soul is pure solar blast! People’s souls start to ring & glow. Life becomes bright where we do go. Unique brilliance we like to show. Features & language does refine. True love ripples throughout all time. The language of light becomes rhyme. Speech & manner we learn to tame. We learn high control with life’s flame. With natural change we stay the same. Life’s fire does make our hearts pure, where loves our sickness & our cure. Love does save souls of this we’re sure!

Rare precious metals are alive. Eternally we do survive. Through the pure souls we do revive. People covet silver gold. For these types its nature withholds. Rare metals can melt down strongholds. Many people live life backwards. With their greed corrupt their rewards. They disrespect what Sol awards. Love's pure souls no longer feel pain. With pure nature we don’t profane. Corrupt people are their own bane. People forget the joy of being. Finding pure hearts is a rare thing, to their dark souls pure light does sting. The light of silver is quite soft. Silver on skin may tarnish oft. Yet with glamour we feel aloft.

Precious metals need protection. Nature shows a soul's reflection. Pure nature withstands inspection. Many people hate real value. They would rather corrupt their view. They can’t distinguish old from new. Truth’s pure values many abuse. Mostly because they are refuse. Pure precious metals cannot ruse. Sol’s nature does last forever. Each metal has a soul tether, they bring value to endeavors. The souls of men have different casts. We’re made pure by Sol’s solar blasts! Purified metal truly lasts.

Rare metals make great conductors. Heavy metals are constructors. Precious metals are instructors. Each one has unique vibration. Some impart pure revelation. They reflect our soul condition. We refine our metal mixture. Precious metal is love’s fixture. We bring clamor to life's texture. We’re symbols of royal power. Our pure nature some men scour. To face the truth many cower. Our form's still high value when raw. We impress all who’ve ever saw. We grip at men's souls like a dragon claw. Body & soul will alchemize, as our blood vibration does rise. It’s both salvation & demise!