Literature:Cycles

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Material Cycle

First Age

Autumn Season

Creative Metamorphosis

Red Function

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In the beginning, before below and above formed a polished vault with sky's name [e], when blazing sunrays shone not yet upon the surface of the earth [i], ere the sea in the gaping void poured waves [u], when heaven was not yet tarnished with rotten sulfur's birth [o], there was God [numen]: who, with neither word nor silence but both, deposited an unlaid egg before its own mother; the primal one [aeon], whose outer shell and inner were the same.

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Every shape and norm — be it hot but cold, visible when hidden, mobile at rest — was its yolk, with deformed albumen of changing elements moving as a chaotic mass around perfect vitellum, and Father [numen] and Mother [numen] as opposite twins competing within the uterus, or the very snakes in coitus, being driven by paradoxial expanse. So to severe above from below it did not last for the hatching quarrel to burst contents [aeon] to fill the deep abyss, where a conflagrated ocean would form out of the black amnion [iu], and skeletal fragments [aeon] rearrange as a disc in high limbo [eo].

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The Demiurge [numen] would gaze beneath, at the absolute darkness of its former albumen [aeon], by which aquatic creatures first agitated the cycles of creation and destruction; gaze over, at the shining shell [aeon] by which rapine talons scratched eternal figures; and noticing such distance among Mother [numen] and Father [numen] over the umbillical seed [aeon], eight of their arms would weave threads of silk as renewable as nether rope and imperishable as the firmament, so to fasten with a binding net the promised union of parents. Four winds spread the web over the face of the deep waters — with directions divided lest they tore the cosmos asunder —: the Archon whose nurturing breasts fed the harvesting calf [i]; the disrupting son who plunged with cold-blooded crawlers [u]; the lioness of fiery breath, whom springing flowers bend over to [o]; and the singing fowl, patriarch of nests in breezeful Summer [e]. To these the hermaphrodite had toned thunderly in architectonic decree: "My children, I tell you, and I tell you truly, our Mother's moons shall never escape the sea; our Father's suns shall never descend the zenith. So to revolt against nature and the very art: let there be strife. Red, rise each sunset; blue, blossom at dusk; day is white; black be night."

Black Function

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Between moisture and heat ...

fashioned the triangle and the square ... but no foundation ... in search of the pillars