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Ex Cathedra
the holy ghost covered its eyes with the palms of murdered children: behold! said I and the holy ghost spake ex cathedra my heart, my blessed temple and the holy ghost sounded the horns of the Lord there within. what a beautiful clangor there was - and suddenly dropped - a noose from the beam of the earth! the hole opened the earth and at holy ghosts' behest and I too spake soon with vapour out into there, into the cold realm, the dying word of nights. so i did for the sake of my Lord. yes, an echo framed the night-sky and like a burglar in the night of zodiac i disappear - with the pitcher of aquarius! poured, did i , the water therein into the stream of worlds' all mouths - and the holy ghost vanished under my rains, the sulphur of soul! boiled to broth and fat in the aether-caudron the holy ghost became the sustenance of the djinn! which threw their balls of fire over taiga, steppe and storm - no longer reign i ex cathedra - and the holy ghost abandoned... so it did for the sake of its Lord.
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