VOLUME 1 - NUMBER 1 - SPRING 79
Black Rose
Judgement Number XX
clear ye street of ye Romans
clear ye streets of ye Greeks for a much
greater announcement is bout to be issued
lend me yr ears
ye quick and yea ever you who are already dead in yr beds:
the earth shall be to the living
and the fruits thereof. The governments shall
diminish themselves until they will be no longer needed
or desired
each man his own governor. these toys
that preoccupy you (products of profane sciences) put away
these toys & come away into the mind(Mines)
take no thot of yrselves saying:
what clothes shall I put on
what food shall I eat
for such are the things
the gentiles seek.
rather you find yr.selves intent on
learning the process by which La Grand Dame
LaNature operates .seek to know everything's
invisible counterpart
wherein the microcosmos
& macrocosmos are at unity in one
and great wealth
greater than the Jews seek
shall be yours
the acqua vitae of the immortal fountain
shall preserve you all
yr. days
& the generations pass like water
but the bloke educated in the dead universities
shall not have precedent over thee
nor shall he possess Our Stone. Wisdom cometh of right acts
resulting from cognitions,
that which is upright
proper & fitting
thro' a Vacuum. w/out the Mediation of anything else, by
and through which their actions & force may be conveyed from one
to another is to me so great and Absurdity, that I believe no
Man who has in philosophical Matters a competent Faculty of
thinking, can ever fall into it. Gravity must be caused by an
Agent acting constantly according to certain Laws; but whether
this Agent be material or immaterial. I have left to the
Consideration of my Readers".
The Wheel is moving and the linen thread which is
sacred to her as Isis. And when it comes over me
that the "fish bones", Charles Olson, picked up by
Talos, thereby was the saw invented.
O two-wheeled vehicle driven by fire-bearing juice'
or Barb'd epithets pitched at the baseball
sei, sette, otto, nove, dio, serpe
The flame of the Athanor
Till the Phoenix alights again
renewd
Steve Jonas, June 1962
Stephen Jonas was a Boston poet who died in 1970. A considerable amount
of his works are still unpublished.
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