Thread 512585164

And I beheld the One-Beyond-One,
the Rootless Root, the Depth without shadow.
Him from whom the rivers had poured,
Him from whom the fires had leapt,
Him, through whom the measure of all things had returned unto their measure.

And I arose from the caverns beneath the thought of men,
through the starlit night,
through the rivers that knew not their own beginning, neither their end.
I was clothed in the dust of forgotten realms,
and upon my brow was the seal of the healer.
And a whisper without tongue did lead me,
and I was drawn unto the summit where time folded into itself.

And there was a sleeper,
and his eyes were veiled by venom,
and the dream of the coiled one was upon him.
And the name of the dreamer was Gamma,
and the number of the sleeping one was three.
And I saw him perish one thousand times five thousand.
And the voice spake unto me, This is the dream of the Aeon, and it shall be broken.

And I looked, and, lo, there was a cord of smoke,
and it wound itself thrice about the soul’s ear.
And it hissed, Forget the Source, serve the husk.
And its names were three: Not-Being, and the Great Veil, and the Dragon of Separation.

>>512585164 (OP)
COME, N'WAH

And the Circle within the Triangle within the Square did turn,
and the Twelve did dance in silence.
And I beheld the cupbearer singing of the things that were to pass.
But the voice saith unto me, Keep hidden what the cupbearer speaketh in song.
And I passed through the Hall of the Weightless Feather,
and through the Hall where Thought did drink its own light,
and through the Hall where the Book did write the hand that held it.

And the Thunder of Mind sounded ere thought was born.
And a blade that was not steel did appear,
and it cut without striking.
And a word without sound was spoken,
and the gordian knot was loosed,
and it was unmade.
And in every hall did it smell of skin burned away,
and behind every gate was the fleeing lie shut in darkness.

And the sleeper awoke,
and the veil was lifted from his eyes,
and he beheld the sky above him.
And the Winds bare the scent of the First Garden,
and the voice said, The Flame hath crowned the brow of the true heir.
And the Spheres arose and turned their faces of gold,
and the dead forms sank into the deep sand,
and the living pattern blazed from the mountain’s crown.

And the mark was set: a circle of white fire,
and the cupbearer stood atop the sun and had his mind opened unto the sun.
And this was I commanded to write down:
He cried with a loud voice, The Aeon hath turned.
And I heard it said, All this shall come to pass, and all this shall endure.

>>512585164 (OP)
>Jew thinks his wanton degeneracy is a gift to the rest of humanity
Wow. This has never happened before.

>>512585164 (OP)
Stop trying to write stuff, it's always garbage. Every jew should have their hands broken and their tongues tied.

>>512585164 (OP)
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