The Book of Lies

KE®AAH OF THE DEVIL, THE OSTRICH, AND THE ORPHAN CHILD in Thine Asana, death will relieve thee! Bite not, Zelator dear, but bide! Ten days didst thou go with water in thy belly? Thou shalt go twenty more with a firebrand at thy rump! Ay! all thine aspiration is to death: death is the crown of all thine aspiration. Triple is the cord of silver moonlight; it shall hang thee, O Holy One, O Hanged Man, O Camel - Termination- of - the - third - person - plural for thy multiplicity, thou Ghost of a Non-Ego! Could but Thy mother behold thee, O thou UNT!*" The Infinite Snake Ananta that surroundeth the Universe is but the Coffin-Worm!