How the fires have been spreading! And now, you too have a chance to become infected with the insidious thought-viruses and spiritual malcontent supplied in these pages. Master Y has given his personal authorization to all you find herein.



I am spreading these blazing wings.
You have followed my shadow, which has shown more brightly than the highest star in the morning.
I drank from the prophet's tongue.
Something draws you to this like a reflection of broken glass.
And if I could count the stars by hand I would be able to play the universe upon these swift-moving fingers! But who then shall count the melodies and harmonies of the One-Song?