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thyself; stand, play the man, for behold! there shall be 
revealed unto thee the Great Terror, the thing of awe that 
hath no name. (Ibid., 3rd Aethyr) 
And now She cometh forth again, riding upon a dolphin. 
Now again I see those wandering souls, that have sought 
restricted love, and have not understood that the "word of 
sin is restriction. " 
It is very curious; they seem to be looking for one another, 
or for something, all the time, constantly hurrying about. But 
they knock up against one another and yet will not see one 
another, or cannot see Qne another, because they are so shut 
up in their cloaks. 
And a voice sounds: It is most terrible for the one that 
hath shut himself up and made himself fast against the 
universe. For they that sit encamped upon the sea in the city 
of the Pyramids are indeed shut up. But they have given their 
blood, even to the last drop, to fill the cup of BABALON. 
These that thou seest are indeed the Black Brothers, for it 
is written: He shall laugh at their calamity and mock when 
their fear cometh. And therefore hath he exalted them unto 
the plane of love. 
And yet again it is written: He desireth not the death of a 
sinner, but rather that he should turn from his wickedness. 
Now, if one of these were to cast off his cloak he should 
behold the brilliance of the lady of the Aethyr; but they will 
not. 
And again: 
Oh, I see vast plains beneath her feet, enormous deserts 
studded with great rocks; and I see little lonely souls, running 
helplessly about, minute black creatures like men. And they 
keep up a vocy curious howling, that I can compare to 
nothing that I have ever heard ; yet it is strangely human. 
And the voice says: These are they that grasped love and 
clung thereto, praying ever at the knees of the great goddess.