Few would defend a small view of Alchemy as “Mother of Chemistry,” and confuse its true goal with those external metal arts. Alchemy is an erotic science, involved in buried aspects of reality, aimed at purifying and transforming all being and matter. Not to suggest that material operations are ever abandoned. The adept holds to both the mystical and physical work.
The alchemists detect in the sexual activity of man a correspondence with the world’s creation, with the growth of plants, and with mineral formations. When they see the union of rain and earth, they see it in an erotic sense, as copulation. And this extends to all natural realms of matter. For they can picture love affairs of chemicals and stars, a romance of stones, or the fertility of fire.
Strange, fertile correspondence the alchemists sensed in unlikely orders of being. Between men and planets, plants and gestures, words and weather. These disturbing connections: an infant’s cry and the stroke of silk; the whorl of an ear and an appearance of dogs in the yard; a woman’s head lowered in sleep and the morning dance of cannibals; these are conjunctions which transcend the sterile signal of any “willed” montage. These juxtapositions of objects, sounds, actions, colors, weapons, wounds, and odors shine in an unheard-of way, impossible ways.
– Jim Morrison, The Lords: Notes on Vision