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