A man ambushed a stone. Caught it.
Made it a prisoner.
Put it in a dark room and stood guard over it for the rest of his life.
His mother asked why.
He said, because it's held captive, because it is captured.
Look, the stone is asleep, she said, it does not know whether it's in a garden or not. Eternity and the stone
are mother and daughter; it is you who are getting old. The stone is only sleeping.
But I caught it, mother, it is mine by conquest, he said.
A stone is nobody's, not even its own. It is you who are conquered; you are minding the prisoner, which is yourself,
because you are afraid to go out, she said.
Yes yes, I am afraid, because you have never loved me, he said.
Which is true, because you have always been to me as the stone is to you, she said.
Russell Edson
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake!
Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are at stake.
By the Rose and the Cross I conjure;
I constrain by the Snake and the Sword;
I am he that is sworn to endure -Bring us the word of the Lord!
from The Interpreter by Aleister Crowley
I wait for thee, my soul distraught
With aching for some nameless naught
In its most arcane crypt-
Am I not fit to endure thee?
...
Thou whose mouth is a flame
With its seven-edged sword proceeding,
Come! I am writhing with despair
Like a snake taken in a snare,
Moaning thy mystical name
Till my tongue is torn and bleeding!
Have I not gilded my nails
And painted my lips with vermillion?
Yea! thou art I; the deed awakes,
Thy lightening strikes; thy thunder breaks
Wild as the bride that wails
In the bridegroom's plumed pavillion!
from Ave Adonai by Aleister Crowley
7 comments:
I'm so happy I have one of these bracelets!!
You're so right, I sure am holding onto that bird tight because try as I might, I could never get to them quickly enough to purchase one of your bracelets.
So Kathy, you've got lightning fast shopping reflexes as well as mega talent, eh? Good for you, you talented thing, you!
I did make a mold of the bird stamping and am playing around with casting it in resin. Of course. Hahaha
You really put into good use those Happyfallout's glossy glazy aqua-colored clay beads! The sight of grunge + watery shine mixture is so captivating. Also the Further Astray are some serious dirty-arse tassel earrings - made out of strange curiosities, of course! You always came out with the most fascinating reinterpretations of the traditional forms with some quirks....
ah the old supply and demand trick. wish i had a big old bunch of those birds laying around so i could get you girls to fawn all over me and bribe me with presents.
Beautiful bracelet. Really lovely form to it!
Gorgeous!
I can't say I blame Janet for keeping a vice-like grip on that little tweeting bird. Such purdy little things. To Janet's resin, of course, I may have to experiment in porcelain!!!
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