averse path by der illustre Fälscher der Träume

Hymn to Lucifer

His body a bloody-ruby radiant
With noble passion, sun-souled Lucifer
Swept through the dawn colossal, swift aslant

On Eden's imbecile perimeter.
He blessed nonentity with every curse
And spiced with sorrow the dull soul of sense,

Breathed life into the sterile universe,
With Love and Knowledge drove out innocence
The Key of Joy is disobedience.

A.C.

note how 'miltons track' is a mirroir magique reflecttion of 'satans fall' in paradise lost. the 'aslant' is crucial here, a way of entering that is at odds with the architecture of the mundane egg, the knight moves, checks and slays.

mb. triangle muff, nocturner, smokey mirrors.