Selections from The Book of Lies
THE DUCK-BILLED PLATYPUS
Dirt is matter in the wrong place.
Thought is mind in the wrong place.
Matter is mind; so thought is dirt.
Thus argued he, the Wise One, not mindful that all
place is wrong.
For not until the PLACE is perfected by a T saith
The Rose uncrucified droppeth its petals; without
the Rose the Cross is a dry stick.
Worship then the Rosy Cross, and the Mystery of
And worship Him that swore by His holy T that One
should not be One except in so far as it is Two.
I am glad that LAYLAH is afar; no doubt clouds