III. THE WAR OF THE GODS.
The whirling clouds were wheeling in the sky
And the great trees were smitten by the wind,
Thundrous Arámfè in his ire rebuked
His erring sons: “At my command you came
To darkness, where the Evil of the Void—
Insentient Violence—had made its home,
To shape in the Abyss a World of joy
p. 30 And lead Creation in the ways of Heaven.
How, then, this brawling? Did the Void’s black soul
Outmatch you, or possess your hearts to come
Again into its own? For Man’s misfortune
I grieve; but you have borne them on the tide
Of your wrong-doing, and your punishment
Is theirs to share. For now my thunderbolts
I hurl, with deluges upon the land—
To fill the marshes and lagoons, and stay
For aye your impious war.”
Myths of Ífè
Book 2, VI
These things thou must always have in mind: What is the nature of the universe, and what is mine—in particular: This unto that what relation it hath: what kind of part, of what kind of universe it is:
And that there is nobody that can hinder thee, but that thou mayest always both do and speak those things which are agreeable to that nature, whereof thou art a part.
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius
Thy desire is thy prayer; and if thy desire is without ceasing, thy prayer will also be without ceasing…