Time Waxing Old Can Many A Lesson

Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

The So-called Mother Of The Child Isn't The Child's Begetter, But Only A Sort Of Nursing Soil For The New-sown Seed. The Man, The One On Top, Is The True Parent, While She, A Stranger, Foster's A Stranger's Sprout.

When We Sleep The Soul Is Lit Up... By Many Eyes, And With Them, We Can See Everything That We Cannot See In The Daytime.

The One Knowing What Is Profitable, And Not The Man Knowing Many Things, Is Wise.

The Power That Holds The Sky's Majesty Wins Our Worship.