Thee by the
and by the Unity thereof.
In the Beginning there was Naught, and Naught spake
unto Naught saying: Let us beget on the Nakedness of our Nothingness
the Limitless, Eternal, Identical, and United: And without will,
intention, thought, word, desire, or deed, it was so.
Then in the depths of Nothingness hovered the Limitless,
as a raven in the night; seeing naught, hearing naught, and understanding
naught: neither was it seen, nor heard, nor understood; for as
yet Countenance beheld not Countenance.
And as the Limitless stretched forth its wings, an unextended
unextendable Light became; colourless, formless, conditionless,
effluent, naked, and essential, as a crystalline dew of creative
effulgence; and fluttering as a dove betwixt Day and Night, it
vibrated forth a lustral Crown of Glory.
And out of the blinding whiteness of the Crown grew an Eye,
like unto an egg of an humming-bird cherished on a platter of
Thus I beheld Thee, O my God, the lid of whose Eye is as
the Night of Chaos, and the pupil thereof as the marshalled order
of the spheres.
For, I am but as a blind man, who wandering through the noontide
perceiveth not the loveliness of day; and even as he whose eyes
are unenlightened beholdeth not the greatness of this world in
the depths of a starless night, so am I who am not able to search
the unfathomable depths of Thy wisdom.
For what am I that I durst look upon Thy Countenance, purblind
one of small understanding that I am, blindly groping through
the night of mine ignorance like unto a little maggot hid in
the dark depths of a corrupted corpse?
Therefore, O my God, fashion me into a five-pointed star
of ruby burning beneath the foundations of Thy Unity, that I
may mount the pillar of Thy Glory, and be lost in adoration of
the triple Unity of Thy Godhead, I beseech Thee, O Thou who art
to me as the Finger of Light thrust through the black clouds
of Chaos; I beseech Thee, O my God, hearken Thou unto my cry!
Then, O my God, am I not risen as the sun that eateth up
ocean as a golden lion that feedeth on a blue-grey wolf? So shall
I become one with Thy Beauty, worn upon Thy breast as the Centre
of a Sixfold Star of ruby and of sapphire.
Yea, O God, gird Thou me upon Thy thigh as a warrior girdeth
his sword! Smite my acuteness into the earth, and as a sower
casteth his seed into the furrows of the plough, do Thou beget
upon me these adorations of Thy Unity, O My Conqueror!
And Thou shalt carry me upon Thine hip, O Thou flashing God,
as a black mother of the South Country carrieth her babe. Whence
I shall reach my lips to Thy pap, and sucking out Thy stars,
shed them in these adorations upon the Earth.
Moreover, O God my God, Thou who hast cloven me with Thine
amethystine Phallus, with Thy Phallus adamantine, with Thy Phallus
of Gold and Ivory! thus am I cleft in twain as two halves of
a child that is split asunder by the sword of the eunuchs, and
mine adorations are divided, and one contendeth against his brother.
Unite Thou me even as a split tree that closeth itself again
upon the axe, that my song of praise unto Thee may be One Song!
For I am Thy chosen Virgin, O my God! Exalt Thou me unto
the throne of the Mother, unto the Garden of Supernal Dew, unto
the Unutterable Sea!
and Amen of Amen,
and Amen of Amen of Amen,
and Amen of Amen of Amen of Amen.