WOMAN 
251 
Pity not the fallen! I never knew them. I am not for 
them. I console not; I hate the consoled & the 
consoler. 
I am unique & conqueror. I am not of the slaves that 
perish. 
(46-49) 
Blue am I and gold in the light of my bride: but the red 
gleam is in my eyes; and my spangles are purple & 
green. 
Purple beyond purple: it is the light higher than 
eyesight. 
(50-51) 
Lest it should all prove too difficult, I have not quoted 
several 
passages 
which 
are completely 
beyond my 
comprehension; even in those here set down, there is quite a 
little that I should not care to boast that I had altogether 
clear in my own mind. 
Leaving out nearly everything, the only way to simplify it 
is to call Hadit the "Point-of-View," and "Anywhere" to be 
the radix of all possible "Point-Events," or "experiences," or 
"phenomena"; Nuit is the complement, the total possibilities 
of any such radix. You can only get this properly into that 
part of your mind which is "above the Abyss," i.e., 
Neschamah; even so, Neschamah must be very thoroughly 
fertilized by Chiah, and illuminated by Jechidah, to make 
any sort of a job of it. 
But to come down from the contemplation of Abstract 
Reality (which, being static and "infinite," is ultimately 
immeasurable) to these Ideas in their interaction (and thus 
directly observable), it is easy enough to understand the 
Magical Formula of their interaction. Of course, whatever I 
say can be no more than a rough approximation, even a 
suggestion rather than a statement; but I cannot help the 
nature of the case. Nuit is the centripetal energy, infinitely 
elastic because it must fit over the hard thrust directed