So I'll take a tangient: Once upon a time a Wiccan named Shydavid held a
workshop on the Goddess Lilith wherein many a young woman attended; women
who held the Goddess in high reguard.  Having done his homework, Shydavid
covered the salient facts behind the origins of the Goddess, how she gave
birth to thousands of babies each night and how she ate most of them before
the sun came up in the morning.

Amusingly enough, Shydavid eventually -- after the workshop was over -- had
to go find a rock to hide under since he obliterated the mistaken notion
most of the participants had had about how the Goddess Lilith was some how
a symbol of Motherhood and Nuture rather than historically a symbol of the
cannibalistic Hag.  Indeed, a number of strong examples of Motherhood and
Nurture went looking for Shydavid meaning to pound the shit out of him for
the audacity of performing research on the Archtype.

The story has a happy ending, however, since it was learned that Shydavid
could climb trees quickly when he really, really needs to.

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Within the great abyss in the sea of delusion, there is a pearl.
Within this pearl a key is to be found.
To treasures within treasures enough to confound.
Exposing these treasures within the pearl of great price.
Is to benign the malign, and balance it thrice.
Once the tarnish is wiped from the slate, the light will shine forth.
In which words cannot state.
I only hope that this vision of foundation,
is not fission but fusion and not a delusion.
That the higher self of pentagrammaton,
will slay the dreaded dragon, that of tetragrammaton.
For I am but a Star rising out of the abyss,
as the secret chiefs watch from the silent abode.
Casting the spark within the catalyst.
Shedding the light of consecration within, and around
the abode of pentagrammaton, working with polarities,
and curvatures of space with time at its axis within vibration.
Hail unto the twelve tribes within this talisman of light.
Whom consecrates those with second sight.
Out of the elements, out of the dust, a star is born,
which shines the light for the name of the Law, in the name of the
sun.
For all to experience the knowledge within this talisman of light,
for we are all stars you and I.
For the unit within the whole will work for this purpose,
 but in differing degrees.
Weaving its web of polarities upon the loom of foundation,
in the cradle of the snake.
Light of the whole, veil of the mind as the will grows the organ will
benign.
As the whole wills so mote it be.
Love is the law, Love under will.

On Mon, 12 Mar 2001 16:23:39 GMT, fr...@SPAMlinkline.com (Rev Fredric