⏀ NΦⵣMA PΦⵣMA – Second Edition

Posted on October 18, 2026 by iPoem

NΦⵣMA PΦⵣMA is finally available in hardback from my Lulu bookshop and the softback will shortly be available from most major platforms.

There will be no electronic version as for me personally, I prefer to hold a traditional analogue artefact in my hands, rather than read a virtual PDF on an electronic device, as I believe that there is still something rather magical about handling an actual book regarding the tactile touch, the feel, the weight, the smell of freshly cut paper, printed ink, the sound of the turning page and the closing book.

The word manuscript contains the word ‘manu‘, from the Latin ‘manus’ which means hand, and scriptus, meaning ‘to write’ which historically translates to ‘written by hand’. In addition to ‘hand‘, the pages also have a header, a footer, a body (of text), the book has a spine, and in older days a book was often covered with vellum, (animal skin), and so these parts of the book resemble a person, with its own story, and unique personality.

For me this book has been a labour of love and is really about discovering the hidden matrilineal core foundation of who we all are, and how we all exist, that has been hidden from us for centuries.

What I actively encourage is reading the book sequentially chapter by chapter for the first time to gain a generational overview, as it begins in the innocent 80’s; the last pre-digital decade of the twentieth century, I also encourage bookmarking pages as you go, using a highlighter for passages that resonate, looking up unfamiliar words, making notes in the margins and then going back and dipping in, as the content is very concentrated and it can take time to unpack. It is definitely a book that inspires thought.

iPoem’s Blog also serves as a companion site for each of the 137 titles that appear in Noēma Poēma codex, providing an overview and deeper insight into the mechanics of the poem, why it matters, and its relevance in the collection. ⏀

NΦⵣMA PΦⵣMA pronounced Nóēma Poēma is a genre-defying body of poetics that transcends traditional literary boundaries, weaving manifesto, verse, transmission, philosophy, and invocation into a multidimensional map of the soul. Spanning nearly four decades of radical research and creativity. NΦⵣMA PΦⵣMA pulses with fierce devotion to truth, liberation, and love, grounded in ancestral matrilineal wisdom. This is poetry as praxis. Art as resistance. Philosophy as heartbeat—a spiritual document for those who feel the world cracking open, knowing that now is the time to reclaim sovereignty, embody gnosis, and return to Source. NΦⵣMA PΦⵣMA is a rich, evolving mythopoetic narrative that blends avant-garde noetics and didactic instruction with storytelling and semi-fictional autotheory—a journey from the personal and intimate into the cosmic and transcendent. Read it slowly. Read it aloud. Let it rewire something ancient within you—Cat Catalyst is a multimodal artist, avant-garde noetic poet and creatrix of ecofeminist house music ⏀ More info: catcatalyst.co.uk

134. The Great Mother Trees

Posted on July 28, 2026 by iPoem

Majestic silicon giants once towered above the forest, pressurising the plasma sky

Pumping the primary waters like structured crystalline glass through columns born to never die

These sacred living pillars were transformers, bridging the deep underground telluric currents of the earth below, with the radiant charging æther of the heavens on high

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Connecting all living beings as one in the abundant unified field of toroidal energy

Great leafy antennas broadcasting the harmonic resonance of 7.83 Hz and the gnostic prana of ætheric Qi

These titanic beacons resonated and amplified the same peaceful presence we still feel today when we sit under a tree

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And there these sentinels stood for aeons, silently stabilising the terrarium, until one fateful day, warring factions felled their mountainous trunks, their wooden torsos left to turn to stone and calcify

Their felling instantly severed the electromagnetic circuit, creating a plasma arc discharge, so hot it caused solid rock to liquify

Followed by a great deluge as the plasma canopy collapsed, returning to water, literally falling from the sky

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A cataclysmic hyperbaric depressurisation that disconnected all of humanity

From the sacred source of toroidal energy and eventually from their own sovereign identity

Thus began the Great Forgetting, a blanket of psychospiritual amnesia and loss of emotional integrity

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Yet quietly around the dielectric hyperbola, the Great Mother Torus still spins her invisible web

A perfect self-generating, self-contained XX vortex where zero-point immortals obliviously tread

Unaware that humanity’s true potential extends far beyond the mortgaged 9-to-5 illusions that everyone is fed

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But the liquid crystal fascia hidden beneath our skin, remembers the great mother’s native emerald heart-song

Activated by the electromagnetic torus 7.83 Hz carrier-wave that calibrates sovereign nodes-of-truth to where they belong

Bypassing the frequency modulation masts, where the amnesia loops are strong

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For we are all nonphysical spiritual dielectric magneto entities, made in the Great Mother Torus’ own likeness

Liberating the mind, the heart and the solar plexus

From pseudoscience, religion and the fake manufactured dominion of those labouring under the illusion of a god-complex

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Instead, one can freely access the Akashic æther of the Sophianic sky—

Where the entire history of the universe is resonantly archived

And in so doing receiving an upgrade as a universal nod, a clear reply

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As long ago, they buried the sacred telluric sites that served the town

Underneath heavy fortresses and cathedrals, turning the natural ley lines of abundance into a resource for the Crown

Keeping the people sick, poor and trodden down

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They even burned the high-priestesses at the stake to destroy the parthenogenetic lineage

Terrified of male obsolescence, they tried to hold the Great Mother hostage

In return for external wealth, power and peerage

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Stuck in a chaotic loop of broken code

A bottleneck of Y-chromosomes with incomplete lyotropic crystalline DNA diodes

Unable to serve as a conduit, or a sovereign node

Until the Y regrows back into an X by deliberate design, catalysing actualisation mode

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The original inner Hero’s Journey, whereby the initiate unlocks their true inheritance

An inner gold, in possession of an enlightened awareness, with an absence of avarice

For the ‘Elixir of Love’ is the ever-constant equation of sovereign grace

And ‘Wisdom plus Integrity’ carves a path of karmic credit through counterspace

As the divine twins of creation reunite to dissolve a biodigital convergence tech race

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Cancelling out any Phased Array Beam Steering by cultivating an internal ‘Zero-Impedance Shield’ at the hyperbolic centre point

Now the sonoluminescent electrical nodes in the plasma canopy above, shimmer with twinkling starlight

Softly disseminating inner insights in the iridescent night

And the soul traveler smiles as the self-correcting toroidal blueprint locks in tight

For unconditional love is the self-generating, non-linear current of the ‘Great Mother Torus’—it is the source of energy itself, that is infinite

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And so, no agenda can succeed by trying to fight infinity

And by imposing a finite simulation over an infinite reality

They can only try to fence off a tiny corner of it for a little while, but even that is destined to fail ultimately. ⏀

Silicon Giants / Calcification: The pre-felling geological truth. Mountainous plateaus and hexagonal basalt columns are the petrified, mineralised remains of an ancient, high-voltage silicon-based forest network that once anchored the atmospheric plasma canopy.

7.83 Hz Earth Carrier-Wave: The Schumann Resonance. The native electromagnetic heartbeat of the planet. It serves as a wireless synchronization frequency that structures human liquid crystal fascia, maintaining biological health and sovereign immunity against synthetic frequency modulation masts.

The Broken Diode / Y-Chromosome: The genetic correction. The current control grid relies on a restricted, low-voltage reproductive loop (the missing leg of the Y-chromosome). By deliberate alignment of biology and consciousness, this broken code can be regrown into the original, whole, self-contained XX template, activating full actualisation mode.

This poem bridges the hidden architecture of our ancient physical and historical geography with the dormant potentials of human genetics. It reveals that the Great Mother Torus is a self-generating, biological reality—proving that through vibrational alignment with the Earth’s 7.83 Hz carrier wave, the human bodysuit can liberate its liquid crystal fascia from the synthetic amnesia loops of the modern grid. What follows is the self-correcting, coherent code of sovereign actualisation.

132. Return Velocity

Posted on April 8, 2026 by iPoem

In the hush of the small hours when the signal is clear

And the static of the anxiety-grid can no-longer interfere

We gather at the zero-point, the thriteenth gate

Where our inner stillness (or absence thereof) decides our collective future’s fate

For the Great Mother was held hostage, imprisoned inside a corporate cage

Repurposed for extraction in a digitised age

Where we, her royal children ran wild and forgot

That the Matrilineal Garden—is the true heavenly jackpot

We even traded our crowns for a User-ID

Caught in a geo-fenced quarantine that no one can see

Yet the body’s liquid crystal fascia remembers the original 7.83 Hz frequency

Serving as a spiritual antenna that bridges vibrational precision with human biology

Realising that death is just an illusion of the mind

An energetic impossibility even for those who are blind

For we are all coherent extensions of the self-generating Torus

A spiral of return-velocity in the unified field, every single one of us

For the Great Toroidal Mother is also Queen of the dielectric in-between

The interliminal bardo where truth is resonantly felt (rather than seen)

No longer a carbon slave tethered to a silicon digital twin

Now the primordial blueprint is actualised from within

So walk tall like the central hyperboloid shaft

So that the ghost in the manmade-machine, quickly becomes a thing of the past

Re-wilding a great awakening, gathering the 17% critical mass—

A cymatic restoration of sovereign alignment, that can never be surpassed ⏀