You Shall Surely Die!
We Will, We Will, Love You!
O Fortuna
Why are we so poor in spirit when the Ancient Creator dwells in our hearts? Why does the Ancient One, your God, Allah or by your faith's name for God, wait patiently as you eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil? Why can't we see Dark Matter? Dark Energy? Why can't we hear the Creator's Voice? Once you enter the Kingdom that the Gift of the Magi describes, you will begin to hear a Voice. The Voice of only One God, the Ancient One. You will begin to hear an ultimate emotion, an ultimate love for its child; and you will Marvel!
O Fortune, like the moon of ever changing state, you are always waxing or waning; hateful life now is brutal, now pampers our feelings with its game; poverty, power, it melts them like ice. Fate, savage and empty, you are a turning wheel, your position is uncertain, your favour is idle and always likely to disappear; covered in shadows and veiled you bare upon me too; now my back is naked through the sport of your wickedness. The chance of prosperity and of virtue is not now mine; whether willing or not, a man is always liable for Fortune's service. At this hour without delay touch the strings! Because through luck she lays low the brave, all join with me in lamentation! Change the direction of the wheel; download the Free Radio Player and change your destiny!
Adam's Tree - The Knowledge of Good and Evil
O Fortune, like the moon of ever changing state, you are always waxing or waning; hateful life now is brutal, now pampers our feelings with its game; poverty, power, it melts them like ice. Fate, savage and empty, you are a turning wheel, your position is uncertain, your favour is idle and always likely to disappear; covered in shadows and veiled you bare upon me too; now my back is naked through the sport of your wickedness. The chance of prosperity and of virtue is not now mine; whether willing or not, a man is always liable for Fortune's service. At this hour without delay touch the strings! Turn the Keys; Because through luck she lays low the brave, all join with me in lamentation for those who fail to enter, with the Hidden Key! Dance with the Gift of the Magi!
Enoch's multiverse are the levels of Heaven that comprise science's eleven parallel universes. Our universe is but one of the eleven and the 12th is that of the indescribable 12th dimension; God (the Ancient One).
