No day’s brief work have you undone,
But all my heart has longed for through a life
Of labour. So let it be: God of Soft Iron!
Upon your royal brow descends this day
The crown of a diminished chieftaincy,
With the sweet honours of a king in name—
For I go back to Old Arámfè’s hills
And the calm realm you prate of.” Then Odudúwa
Transformed to stone and sank beneath the soil,
Bearing away the fateful bag.

And thus,
Beneath, through all the ages of the World
A voiceless lore and arts which found no teacher
Have lain in bondage.

Myths of Ífè

And God said, Let there be light, and there was light.

The first state is when the man begins to know that the good and the true are something higher.

Men who are altogether external do not even know what good and truth are; for they fancy all things to be good that belong to the love of self and the love of the world; and all things to be true that favor these loves; not being aware that such goods are evils, and such truths falsities.

Arcana Coelestia by Emanuel Swedenborg

Through creation man expresses his truth; through that expression he gains back his truth in its fulness.

Rabindranath Tagore

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January 11, 2017