21 September (Saturn) Liber VII, 2:27-32
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27. God! how I love Thee!
28. I am walking in an asylum; all the men and women about me are insane.
29. Oh madness! madness! madness! desirable art thou!
30. But I love Thee, O God!
31. These men and women rave and howl; they froth out folly.
32. I begin to be afraid. I have no check; I am alone. Alone. Alone. -
27. God! how I love Thee!
28. I am walking in an asylum; all the men and women about me are insane.
29. Oh madness! madness! madness! desirable art thou!
30. But I love Thee, O God!
31. These men and women rave and howl; they froth out folly.
32. I begin to be afraid. I have no check; I am alone. Alone. Alone.It's going to sound trite, but the exercise seems to be about calling any and everything God!
Actually, more than that, it sees through the apparent mess of each thing we ordinarily would curse about this dark existence below, that ordinarily would be perceived as something that holds us back, keep us from seeing, and understanding how it is in fact God!
And today, this insanity that is so much a part of the 'psychology' of Saturn. As a titan he is beyond the rules and conventions established by Jupiter—he is insane, as we all are, and which fact we used to celebrate in December during the Saturnalia. After all, the rules, the checks, are arbitrary.
Love and Will
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Those damn dirty apes.
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More like robots.
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It was a "It's a madhouse I tell you" reference without being obvious.
