"Those who joke at my world," continued the vision, "those who make a mock of its stern, eternal rhythm, its beauty and sublimity, which are not skin-deep, but proceed from fathomless roots—they shall not escape."  - David Lindsay

To Be Kind Or To Kill

The instant his foot touched the water, he felt his thoughts flowing from him. He did not know what they were, but the mere act of flowing created a sensation of joyful mastery. With this was curiosity to learn what they would prove to be. Spouts formed on the lake in increasing numbers, but he experienced no pain. His thoughts, which he knew to be music, did not issue from him in a steady, unbroken stream, but in great, rough gushes, succeeding intervals of quiescence. When these gushes came, the whole lake broke out in an eruption of spouts.  - David Lindsay, from A Voyage to Arcturus

Maskull's Song

The entire sky in the north, halfway up to the zenith, was streaked with extraordinary colours, among which jale and dolm predominated. Just as the principal character of an ordinary dawn is mystery, the outstanding character of this dawn was wildness. It did not baffle the understanding, but the heart. Maskull felt no inarticulate craving to seize and perpetuate the sunrise, and make it his own. Instead of that, it agitated and tormented him, like the opening bars of a supernatural symphony.  - David Lindsay, from A Voyage to Arcturus

Muspell Light

He was in a scintillating mist a snowflake cluster of stars a shower of liquid diamonds. There was the touch of butterfly wings on his skin. There was the taste of a strand of cool pearls in his mouth. His crossed kaleidoscopic senses could not tell him where he was, but he knew he wanted to remain in this Nowhere forever.

Once I was As You Are Now

Position Shifting From Here to There

For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect.

The Mystery is Revealed to Us All

everyone’s life, no matter how long or short, was as it should be

Leaving the Material World to Join the Aether

The next thing I knew was that I, myself, was standing on the floor beside my bed looking down attentively at my own physical body lying in it

Once I Was As You Are Now

Temporarily Existing on the Other Side

The figure was small, self-luminous, and the whole
scene seemed as though it was a great distance away—rather as if I was looking at it through the wrong end of binoculars

Barely Visible to the Naked Eye

It looked a bit like a vortex in the middle of the space by the right side of my bed

On the Brink of Crossing the Threshold

Something inexplicable tugged at the hearts of the two young people and soon they fell dearly in love, unable to spend a single moment apart

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