The modern masters promise very little
Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.
My own mind began to grow, watchful with anxoius thoughts.
Evil thenceforth became my good.
Even the eternal skies weep, I thought; is there any shame then, that mortal man should spend himself in tears?
After days and nights of incredible labor and fatigue, I succeeded in discovering the cause of generation and life. Nay, more, I became myself capable of bestowing animation upon lifeless matter.