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What god bringeth forth out of the light the devil sucketh into the night.
But Abraxas is the world, its becoming and its passing.
Upon every gift that cometh from the god-sun the devil layeth his curse.
Everything that ye entreat from the god-sun begetteth a deed of the devil.
Everything that ye create with the god-sun giveth effective power to the devil.
That is terrible Abraxas.
It is the mightiest creature, and in it the creature is afraid of itself.
It is the manifest opposition of creatura to the pleroma and its nothingness.
It is the son’s horror of the mother.
It is the mother’s love for the son.
It is the delight of the earth and the cruelty of the heavens.
'Seven Sermons to the Dead' by Carl Jung
(The curse of Marie-Antoinette insured we’d suffer yet discover that death was not an end but a conspiracy, a cover-up, a myth that one day all the pain would go away)
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Вложила я кулич с рикоттой в единое лицемерное ебало, и не сокрушаюсь о сем, ибо не было в сердце моем печали. И зло, как волк, манящее на путь свой, возжелало меня увлечь. «Сказано же: не обольщайтесь, Бог не искушается, но вы сами склоняетесь к тьме».
