Look! The inverted eye! 
cut out in numinous motion 
(a particle of the void instilled within to carry the Pneuma that lies beyond Pleroma).
Look, blind fool! Much is yielded from a simple glance 
(one of the Seventh Signatures, to a Fullness that Consumes, a liquefaction of the origins through inertia moving peepholes). 
Yawning heights, bussed be their name, 
arches of exultant space, blades of bloom capturing 
the salt of God at the foot of the pillars of Graciousness. 

As above, so below: Iao! Sabaoth! Astaphanos!
Carrying the Ogdoad: Ialdabaolth! Adonaios! Elaios! 

That, which lies Low lives High, 
that which devours also gives. 
Those who believe revere the void. 
Lord of the abyss, Pro-Pater, 
the one whose absence consecrates this world 
with libels of soil and Eucharist of genital dust. 
pallid sign, a bleeding face: 
you shall learn a [bad word] baptism is yet [bad word]  
Your skin will be turned inside out, 
while needles molest your baptismal blood.
 
Teophanic sigils pervade your mess, 
bubbling amidst the festering stains of [bad word]  Yawning praying meat.