24 November (Nuit) Liber CCXX, 1:28-30
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28. None, breathed the light, faint & faery, of the stars, and two.
29. For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of union.
30. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all. -
You do not have to thank me, I did not do it for you.
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V1:29
Oh don't deny me me the pleasure of giving thanks,
Thank you
Thank you
thank youOh most beautiful of verses,
You explain everything,
every single mystery
Every problem,
every question answered
By these words,
Solved.As I divide
As I spread my self
Out
Open
I am filled with LoveThis one verse has fed my soul more nuishment then any other,
Save Love is the Law.I can even see the Big Bang answered with this,
And so I will give thanks,
From the bottom of my heart. -
Faint and faery (faery?!?), yet so strenuous that it is not perceived as light.
Contemplating the light of the stars fills me with rapture. Tiny specks in a sea of darkness they seem. But the fact of my seeing a star proves that its light has reached my eye; and every point in space from which that star could be seen were an observer there contains light from that star. So that I am, in literal fact, bathed in the light of every star I see. Each visible star in literal fact extends as far as me (and far beyond). And the apparent empty blackness of interstellar space is in literal fact a sea of light, the illusion of separation or division crafted by my nervous system so that I might yearn for the stars.
R. A. Wilson suggested that "Come unto me" should be understood literally as the call to humanity to travel through space to the stars. In the 70s we dared dream such faery dreams. Alas, today our brightest young minds dream of wearable computers and driverless cars. But one day the hearts of humanity may again respond to the love-summons of Nuit.
Faery?!?