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| [ Star Ruby :: 2007-06-20
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Away all that which would thwart the Will! Kakodaimonos flee now from my sphere! Leave this space empty, void and still, Get thee far away from here! Invoked, Genius descends from above. Stirred arises the flaming lance. From high, the pure white of a dove; From low, vitality makes advance. On the right may Strength and Power be the Force and Fire of Active Will. On the left may Blessing and Honour free me that I may Destiny fulfill. - I hereby clear this holy space - And claim it as my sphere - Outside this place is naught that belongs here Great Beast – thou wild and animal nature that liveth masculine in me. Be ever strong, unbridled, raw and virile in your untamed energy. Night Sky – thou vast and infinite, ever-expanding starry space containing every galaxy and planet – Your border who on Earth can trace? Babalon – thou great feminine Graal that accepts every single lance thrust to your holy cup impale in life-creating dance. One Point – thou ever-finite dot, the center of the sphere, be the sacred center and the heart of all that I do here. Io Pan! Puella stands, head bowed Io Pan! Boy Puer stands tall and proud Io Pan! Great Vir extends his horns in glee Io Pan! Mulier arches in ecstacy Io Pan! Isis rejoices at the birth of the crowned and conquering child brought by magick into earth the sword of Love and Will to wield. Before me stands creative fire Behind, the path begins On the right doth willed love aspire On the left saints who have been About me flame four fiery fives, their points a ruby gleam. Within, a star of six alive with a glowing golden stream. Invoked, Genius descends from above. Stirred arises the flaming lance. From high, the pure white of a dove; From low, vitality makes advance. On the right may Strength and Power be the Force and Fire of Active Will. On the left may Blessing and Honour free me that I may Destiny fulfill. - I hereby clear this holy space - And claim it as my sphere - Outside this place is naught that belongs here Away all that which would thwart the Will! Kakodaimonos flee now from my sphere! Leave this space empty, void and still, Get thee far away from here! |
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