The Vision and the Voice

THE VISION AND THE VOICE madness. There is a horrible grinding sound, maddening. This is the mill in which the Universal Substance, which is ether, was ground down into matter. The Seer prayeth that a cloud may come between him and the sun, so that he may shut out the terror of the vision. And he is afire; he is terribly athirst; and no help can come to him, for the shew-stone blazeth ever with the fury and the torment and the blackness, and the stench of human flesh. The bowels of little children are torn out and thrust into his mouth, and poison is dropped into his eyes. And Lilith, a black monkey crawling with filth, running with open sores, an eye torn out, eaten of worms, her teeth rotten, her nose eaten away, her mouth a putrid mass of green slime, her dugs dropping and cancerous, clings to him, kisses him. (Kill me! kill me!) There is a mocking voice: Thou art become immortal. Thou wouldst look upon the face of the Magician and thou hast not beheld him because of his Magick veils. (Don’t torture me!) Thus are all they fallen into the power of Lilith, who have dared to look upon his face. The shew-stone is all black and corrupt. O filth! filth! filth! And this is her great blasphemy: that she hath taken the name of the First Aethyr, and bound it on her brow, and added thereunto the shameless yod and the tau for the sign of the Cross. She it is that squatteth upon the Crucifix, for the nastiness of her pleasure. So that they that worship Christ suck up her filth upon their tongues, and therefore their breaths stink. Iv Z 145