12. WINDFLOWER

I remember something that is not a memory.

θr rɪθ u:
u:θ ru:
θu:

ðɪ ðɪθu: ɪs ɪsθ ðɪsθ

oʊ li:hoʊ
li:oʊhoʊ li:oʊ

əni: əni:n
ni:ŋt nɔɪ ŋi:
m m m eɪm m e e eɪm e

ðəlʌθ lʌloʊθ lʌð loʊr
rʌðəloʊ nɪzlʌ zlʌ vəlʌzʌv
nnnzmnm
ərəməmərəməlʌzʌv

si:he mhe
l l l pyu: ərs helu:

ɪθ ðəθɪθɪg eɪs reɪ greɪ eɪθ rɪgreɪ sɪvɪv grɪvɪsɪðɪ hoʊ
sɪprɪ li:strɪs rɪtɪspri:

        I AM A SILVER CHALICE. I AM YOURSELF.
        
You told me 99 x 999 = 9999 and it was true. The night was an ocean with 10000
dolphins in groups of three. I saw two moons: one close and full; the other farther
away and still crescent. You finished a glorious mystery because the seventh day was
drawing to an end; the eighth was a red book lost forever called «la luminosité de
minuit». The brilliant censer was engraved: BEGINNINGLESS AND ENDLESS HEROIC MIND 
ALL-GOOD DIADEMATTVA. HOLD YOU HERE THE SEAL OF APPREHENSION OF FINAL UNION. ✠

HAVING ATTAINED THE SEVEN GROUNDS MY ASPIRANT YOU MUST UPHOLD YOUR PLEDGES. SURVEY FOR 
YOURSELF THE WORLD AND YOU CANNOT AVOID THE BITTER CRIES OF THE INNOCENT LIKE A CHILD 
BATHED IN COLD WATER. Examine your heart. Do not let a deceit hide the virtue that is 
there. In your life though your eyes show ruin about you with the clear light of wisdom
you will gain the sight that belongs to the self-knowing.

        The choir sings a gradual: surrexit christus
        et Illuxit nobis…
        
    LUX
I look upon initiation as upon the changing of a plum tree due to the season
I look upon the disciple’s path as upon all the luxuries that confront the eye
I look upon the resurrection as upon waking at daybreak from a night’s sleep
        
        You see a silver chalice amid the smoke of incense. It instantly becomes 
        a mirror: I WILL REMAIN IN YOUR HEART O CHILD.