the Equinox - The Hermetic Library
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202 THE EQUINOX He took a final survey and again faintly murmured: “Very good! Beautifully arranged, too!” He added, “not a hole anywhere!” It somewhat surprised Him, therefore, when a tiny, tiny silvery little laugh came bell-like in His ear. It was so tiny that he could hardly credit the audacity of the idea, but for all its music, the laugh certainly sounded as if some one were mocking Him. He turned sharply round (and this was one of His own special attributes, as transcending the plane where activity and rotundity are incompatibles) but saw nothing; and putting His legs up, lighted His long pipe and settled down to a quiet perusal of a fascinating “cosmic romance” called Berashith by two pseudonymous authors, G. O. Varr and L. O. Heem— of ingenious fancy, exalted imaginative faculty, and a tendency, which would later be deemed undesirable, to slop over into the filthiest details whenever the love-interest became dominant. Oh, but it was a most enthralling narrative! Beginning with a comic account of the creation, possibly intended as a satire on our men of science or our men of religion—’twould serve equally well in either case—it went on to a thrilling hospital scene. The love-interest comes in chapter ii.; chapter iii. has an eviction scene, since when there have been no snakes in Ireland; chapter iv. gives us a first-rate murder, and from that moment the authors never look back. But the Great White Spirit was destined to have his day of repose disturbed. He had just got to the real masterpiece of literature “And Adam knew Hevah his woman,” which contains all that ever has been said or ever can be said upon the sex-problem in its
THE DAUGHTER OF THE HORSELEECH one simple, sane, clean truth, when glancing up, he saw that after all He had overlooked something. In the Infinite Universe which he had constructed there was a tiny crack. A tiny, tiny crack. Barely an inch of it. Well, the matter was easily remedied. As it chanced, there was a dainty little Spirit (with gossamer wings like a web of steel, and scarlet tissue of silk for his robes) flitting about, brandishing his tiny sword and spear in a thoroughly warlike manner. “Shun!” said the Great White Spirit. “By the right, dress! “Snappers, one pace forward, march! “Prepare to stop leak! “Stop leak!” But the matter was not thus easily settled. After five hours’ strenuous work, the little spirit was exhausted, and the hole apparently no nearer being filled than before. He returned to the Great White Spirit. “Beg pardon, sir!” he said; “but I can’t fill that there ’ole nohow.” “No matter,” answered the Great White Spirit, with a metaphysical double entendre. “You may go!” If anything, the crack was bigger than before, it seemed to Him. “This,” He said, “is clearly the job for Bartzabel.” And he despatched a “speed” message for that worthy spirit. Bartzabel lost no time in answering the summons. Of flaming, radiant, far-darting gold was his crown; flashing hither and thither more swiftly than the lightning were its rays. His head was like the Sun in its strength, even at 203
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202<br />
THE EQUINOX<br />
He took a final survey and again faintly murmured: “Very<br />
good! Beautifully arranged, too!” He added, “not a hole<br />
anywhere!”<br />
It somewhat surprised Him, <strong>the</strong>refore, when a tiny, tiny<br />
silvery little laugh came bell-like in His ear. It was so tiny<br />
that he could hardly credit <strong>the</strong> audacity of <strong>the</strong> idea, but for all<br />
its music, <strong>the</strong> laugh certainly sounded as if some one were<br />
mocking Him.<br />
He turned sharply round (and this was one of His own<br />
special attributes, as transcending <strong>the</strong> plane where activity and<br />
rotundity are incompatibles) but saw nothing; and putting His<br />
legs up, lighted His long pipe and settled down to a quiet<br />
perusal of a fascinating “cosmic romance” called Berashith<br />
by two pseudonymous authors, G. O. Varr and L. O. Heem—<br />
of ingenious fancy, exalted imaginative faculty, and a tendency,<br />
which would later be deemed undesirable, to slop over into <strong>the</strong><br />
filthiest details whenever <strong>the</strong> love-interest became dominant.<br />
Oh, but it was a most enthralling narrative! Beginning with a<br />
comic account of <strong>the</strong> creation, possibly intended as a satire on<br />
our men of science or our men of religion—’twould serve<br />
equally well in ei<strong>the</strong>r case—it went on to a thrilling hospital<br />
scene. <strong>The</strong> love-interest comes in chapter ii.; chapter iii. has<br />
an eviction scene, since when <strong>the</strong>re have been no snakes in<br />
Ireland; chapter iv. gives us a first-rate murder, and from that<br />
moment <strong>the</strong> authors never look back.<br />
But <strong>the</strong> Great White Spirit was destined to have his day of<br />
repose disturbed.<br />
He had just got to <strong>the</strong> real masterpiece of literature “And<br />
Adam knew Hevah his woman,” which contains all that ever<br />
has been said or ever can be said upon <strong>the</strong> sex-problem in its