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See?
Sometimes I just can't.
I see the world outside my gate.
I see them swarming all over the place.
They trample everything I hold dear.
They don't think and so how could they care?
Their ignorance is a knife in my dreams.
By slow shaves their folly shows me Grief.
And why my family is so important.
Without them I would not know any different.
And I would not know the comfort of my children's laughter.
I would only hear my own manic giggle.
BaHaRuSu Ina Zonei .... Ana Harrani Sa Alaktasa La Tarat ...
"The passing of the Gates gives the priest both power and wisdom to use it. He becomes able to control the affairs of his life more perfectly than before, and many have been content to merely pass the first three Gates and then sit down and go no further than that, enjoying the benefits that they have found on the preliminary spheres.
But this is Evil, for they are not equipped to deal with the attack from Without that must surely come, and their people will cry unto them for safety, and it will not come forth.
Therefore, set thy face towards the ultimate goal and strive ever onward to the furthest reaches of the stars, though it mean thine own death; for such a death is as a sacrifice to the Gods, and pleasing, that they will not forget their people." - Simon

This world is but one of many despite how much importance we invest it with.
To some it is simply the surface of a lake, through which we may dive to find ourselves elsewhere.
To the skilled few reality is far from singular and far from immutable.
We rip the surface of the real so that the other real may bleed through.
Sometimes we bleed too.

Years ago a friend of mine said: "Every man, woman and child should get a little Crowley in their life" .... I thought about what that might mean and it led me to this .... here is my little Crowley!

I first saw it many years ago, watching me through the white noise between television channels.It gets angry when I disturb it.
I think he wants to change me.
Sometimes I hear it whispering in the dark after I have turned the set off.
I think it knows where I am.