“I am the Living Sword that cleaves the Balance of All. I weigh the Just and the Unjust in the Scales of Secret Truth. In the deep fathoms of space, in the aethyr, throughout the aires of the earth. I am the Breath of the Void in the Black Egg of Spirit. In the Aeon of Fire and the Blood of the Wise am I the Apotheosis of the Mother in the Daughter. Therefore am I the Vulture of the Aeon, the Unity of Manifestation, full balanced and redeemed. In the Day of Manifestation shall I make the Veils and break them, as a serpent coiled about an egg. Little eggs, veils surround you! Work by the Sword and see beyond them, for I pull them out of you like magicians’ scarves, and wrap them about my face. Would you lift the Veil?” - Robert Fitzgerald, A Gathering of Mask; Lamed.
