THE ORDEAL OF IDA PENDRAGON
when I was a camel
in the sand.
Now there are only
my bones.”
“ It may be only a veil," he muttered, not wishing her to
hear.
But she heard.
“ It is aveil,” she said.
" But is there anything behind
veils? "
" Look I ”
" Only the sand.”
“ Tear it down!"
“There might be Nothing behind.”
“There is Nothing behind.
It is through that that you
must pass.”
“ This veil is God.
I am a holy nun in the trance called
Rampurana.
I am canonised.
My name is on every banner.
My face is worshipped by every nation.
I am a pure virgin
;
all the others are soiled.
Thought is worse than deed.
All
my thoughts are holy.
I think.
I think.
I think.
By the
power of my thought I created the Word; and by the Word
came the Worlds.
I am the creator.
I will write my law
upon tablets of jade and onyx."
Rolles bowed his head in silence.
“I am thought itself,” she went on quietly,
“And all
thought is Ι.
Ι am knowledge.
All knowledge is in three.
Three hundred and thirty-three.
I am half the Master.
I
have cut him in two."
The adept shuddered.
”That was when I was an axe.
I will not be an arrow.
I will be an axe,
.
.
.᾽᾽
She gave a giggle.
“ Ι am gleeful by reason of hate.”
There was a pause.
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