[“Now, solemnize the secretive syllables.” – Wallace Stevens]
After I endured the trials, the temptations, the forest-fasting that lasted until I was desperately eating weeds and dirt – after I endured these things I qualified: I was taught the magic, the secret words that force angels from the sky down to earth, to do my bidding.
But angels have a limited repertoire; they cannot do what I wanted them to do, only such foolish stuff that would satisfy those who have not had to eat dirt to please them.
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