cmm wisdom – the pentagrammatron

Can you see the unfolding leaves bending outward? What more solemn presence can so inflict the mind with a wash more pure than that of the supposed Book of Light? The Hermetic Art requires nothing if not the working of the Five.

Red Gold, sacred wash, light in fire and null in void. Bring forth the screaming banshees: Their spells will be as whispers on the breath of God, if God be you by any other name.

Foul renditions fill the night like blacksmith grease, and left alone, we prosper. United we perish, united we fall.

They might claim Tetragrammatron be the Name, but I declare the name of five-point-star be true.

If you believe me a liar, then cast me into fire, wherein I shall not burn, for my skin is as the Salamander.