The soul is the ancestral animals. The body is their knowledge.

The more Chaotic I am, the more complete I am.

My desires sprang forth as a mighty sun - all embracing - associating in the form - vortex, to enjoy ALL consciousness

In our solitariness... great depths are sometimes sounded. Truth hideth in company.

Great thoughts are against all doctrines of conformity

I am God, and all other gods are my imagery. I gave birth to myself. I am millions of forms excreating; eternal; and nothing exists except through me; yet I am not them they serve me.

The three heads of God were sundered from existence. Who shall say that this was accident? And likewise, who shall say that accidents be not but arabesques within some wider figure? Of this nothing is known.