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The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That God’s name is Abraxas.

Herman Hesse, Demian (1919)

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Before the Beginning no name was claimed for the Truth.
Silence was my realm until I heard the voice of the Divine Crafter.
I am the dust of the Chosen One,
I am the Unforgettable Stone
I am the Power above all
I am the scent of the dearest Black Rose
I am a two headed dragon that opened The Book in fire
pronouncing the secret words calling for Abraxas.

Grimoires on High Gnostic-Alchemikal Magick
from The Codex Arkanum®

2013/10/28 |

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