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                THE CALLS
                one
                the creation of the calls out the love through the letters perfection
                 arise arranged through breath of breathing
                of-and-from the whole breath en-veiling the waters of time and cycle
                joined in the words spoken strong in the calls

                two
                the liquid blood of life weeps
                its tears a sacred treasure within the all
                the all works through the calls as the light waves without and within

                three
                the whorls out the words call the generations of travelers
                in the worlds to come the travelers rise fore the east as the three names
                alef – lamed - hay, forward and back
                setting off on the quest for the yod and mem
                their counter-parting fulfilling the name
                alef - lamed – hay – yod - mem

                four
                behold the gates and the entrances of the paths:
                all and around
                the paths of all and around are a brightness within
                the lights that in their flux and flow are the gates of cleaving and leaving

                five
                the sun of the spirit and the soul of the moon are one
                their winds winding through possession, embrace and dimension
                they pass through these depths as a stillness
                they unite in the signs of repose
                they unite as the moon moans as one with the sun
                reflecting the breath of the sun on the moon

                six
                all the gates, all the 50 gates descend
                from out the susurration and the mensuration beheld in the no-thing
                they extend in the no-thing as time in its cycles
                they shaken, awaken drawn out toward that face where their gaze dwells astonished
                soft and sweet and covered with skin

                seven
                there are names that empower the 7 lower spheres
                in their hands these names bring to bear splendorous whirls in the real world
                these whorls burst forth
                first, low and roaring with gnosis
                and secondly in and within the questing afire in woman and man

                eight
                the travelers are as words empty, open and entire
                beholding the 7 invocations and 9 evocations of their quest
                first with their eyes, guideposts at the crossroads
                next with their hands in reflection, a refraction drawn out from within
                and then with their ears hear the strong songs enkindle obeisance

                nine
                they gesture as the living names, she-he and it-is
                and then too the names the 4 quarters encompass
                the ritual names of the yod and the hay
                are the infinite actions of she-he and it-is

                ten
                beheld in the sun and the moon
                beneath the sun the moon reflects the repetition of its cycles
                enlightening the letters bearing the burdens prophetic
                upon the backs of those conjoined in the unions of love

                eleven
                all this the travelers seer
                all this is seen in the cyclical moon, as the moon that becomes,
                that becomes to occur to the partners in sacrifice
                the moon of two partners, a fullness, a darkness throughout time
                as partners becoming the myriad memories of the presence of no-thing

                twelve
                the partners are the beginning of two dreams
                dreams outflowing into being this beginning co-mixing sleep and the sleeper
                in dreams that unveil the inner layers of inspiration
                these are dreams that veil the luminous memory
                the memories redolent of the gathering of allegory and offering
                united in chant and in song

                thirteen

                they call to gather the living chaos
                they gather and draw from among, inner, and above the guardians of animus and
                the guardians of anima offering into being the signs of breath and speech
                below the innermost heart spirals in their harmonizing calls
                calls as a knife which cuts with no pressure culls as it carves the neck of the dove
                turtle dove

                fourteen
                they call from their wisdom and knowledge all the guardian fires
                guardians refracted as coals glow from the heavens hermaphroditic
                these lowest of heavens low

                fifteen
                they begin with speech to sing in chorus in call and response

                sixteen
                they summon the seer-ring clouds
                they augur from them through their love they are placed on the altar of the elohiem
                for this is the altar of the consecrated times, of the waves upon waters,
                and the emanations of their hearts

                seventeen
                for they are they that will in all and always render their offerings to
                the vaporous clouds of breath to the spirit and to the word
                for it is they that extend the phrasing of the inspired response,
                to the lucid so divine repose, in coition

                eighteen
                they are they, their offerings transport into and through two selves
                embraced in the true self
                they are they that offer reverence through the firmaments
                they are they that symbolize all the actions of the cycles of time
                for they are the intentions of the performance of the names

                nineteen
                these are the names sharp to sharpen the actions balanced beneath the stars
                the fires in suspension beneath the waters,
                 these are the names which calls cry from the tears
                of the twined lights of the sun and of the moon

                twenty
                call the breath of all
                the lovers find their pleasures in the solar soul
                before the pleasure, the abilities and the powers of arrangement and preparation
                they speak saying: ‘forbearance’ and ‘release’

                twenty one
                they conceive of these potencies and potentials
                they speak the words that encode
                ‘thou-shalt-be’ and ‘be-thou’ and ‘tremble’
                they call to themselves as a wolf baying over and over again

                twenty two
                over and over again the wolf acquires speech to speak of the crossroads
                with speech bound by and joined in the flaming heart of speech
                for the tongues of speech are licking thick and strong and as white as flame

                twenty three
                call the majesty that shall be
                call yod – hay – vav- hay

                twenty four
                to embody the elemental fire of the flames of wisdom
                a’flame rising over all
                over all the living lights of the spirit before the presence
                as its delight descends to adore the heart of the flame adorned

                twenty five
                take then delight in the flavor of the chosen
                well met in the reflection that comes from the fiery union of the partners beloved
                in recognition and understanding and in their numerical values

                twenty six
                they call the essence of repetition, they call the essence a’fire within the heart
                as within uncoil the scrolling laws of life as they rise as the lotus to light
                and within uncoils the brightness of the locus within

                twenty seven
                they understand their understanding which is joined
                as the angel of the sighs geometric
                this is the she-he, this is the it-is in the eyes of the lovers,
                dove eyes of the lovers en-focus the light of their souls
                throwing sparks to breed their in-gathering flames
                a’flaming their fiery wisdom, their fiery wisdom is hot, dark and numinous

                twenty eight
                vav – yod – vav
                in mirroring image these are the 2 double swords
                the sword of wisdom and the sword of knowledge

                twenty nine
                the heart speaks
                ‘be thou the speech of the noesis that shall alloy the powers of the all’
                for two are the names of nous that reflects and refracts: vav and hay

                thirty
                they call, they array
                with their image they exclaim the breath: hay – vav – alef

                thirty one
                they call the heart within its chambers
                their chambers begin as circles
                these circles are drawn first to begin a circle and then to encircle
                and hearken to the speech which says: call
                they call that which coils lustrous through the names: hay – hay

                thirty two
                ‘be thou’ is pronounced and arranged as:
                the words of flame, the flame colored heart, the burning bush which enlightens,
                the wings of the dove, the blood reddened face and the songs of the flesh
                sweet and pleasant
                these are the signs of the abiding, the obeisance, and the postures
                these are the signs that lead into a circle to spiral into the leadened waters

                thirty three
                they recall the wisdoms beheld by the eye
                they call the hosts established in turn and by turns over influence and consequence

                thirty four
                alef – yod – zayin – hay
                these are letters that adorn the loins in heat, the salted liquids, and the vaporous veils

                thirty five
                they call out the source of the ten spheres of the tree of life: yod and hay
                for theirs are the names all hallowed out
                for theirs are the names spoken in the swearing in of the likes of:
                chet – yod – yod – hay

                thirty six
                they tread the great path of mercy
                they call the practiced actions to recall the positions that came come to pass within
                the postures and their signs in time that come to pass within
                their stance and their signs that sigh and sing and seal

                thirty seven
                their calls engrave that which bursts forth through their rituals
                their rites begets and becomes the twilight becoming to pass as
                the garments of freedom
                the garments are white, that which is ash having burned
                the garments are worn to break through and set free to burn
                as or as if as the circular signs

                thirty eight
                they behold their patterns coming to pass through
                the winged ones and things, the serpentine ones and things
                wandering through the spheres of wonder scaling the world tree

                thirty nine
                they call forth the firmaments and the spheres
                blessing the ways of the whispering charms they let loose the leaden water
                they name the signs that mark the spheric circumference

                forty
                behold the circles and their conjurations, their circumference the ritual silence,
                 behold the auspex whose oracles combine and unravel through hay – yod – hay
                who calls the vows of creation and their conjunctions?

                forty one
                whose light once loosened breaks forth as the morning breaks forth
                as their verbal will strops the swords of hay – hay - yod

                forty two
                behold their countenance
                 atraxic yet salivating before the presence
                they call with the voice that is drawn out from the waters
                before yod – hay – hay

                forty three
                they call the fundament forward, gathered in turn to turn
                and to turn to their own true way
                they call the conjunctions of the locus of creation silver and gold
                the sun and the moon

                forty four

                king and queen of the east, behold their songs and their singing
                behold their pleasure beheld within their liquid strengths
                strong the daemon above and strong the daemon below
                their calls beheld by 2 great eyes of mercy

                forty five
                they call forth connection and consumption
                both coupled and both uncovered in space as the crowned queen and king
                as the yod within the hay

                forty six
                behold the presence of the ways, the marks upon the spirit breath breathes
                the marks upon the spirit of the face which calls sapience
                which calls forth the waves of existence

                forty seven
                call the all
                the queen and the king who themselves beheld the crowns of creation in sighs
                the world whirls inside, inside the queen and the king themselves in song inside

                forty eight
                so call them that coo, both in love and in longing
                and in lamentations in love and in longing for the measuring rhymes
                beheld in their innermost hearts and it beats

                forty nine
                for the beats are crowned by the laying of hands on hands
                the hands that open and close the hands, open and closed,
                are laid on their crowns dealing out all the works of vav – hay – yod

                fifty
                they call on their symbols, on their crowns, on the works of
                vav – yod – hav

                fifty one
                behold their faces shining with oil or is it saliva?
                they call forth the actions of their hands strong in their strength
                and their fullness and the fullness of the works of
                hay – yod – vav

                fifty two
                call the veils of the solar soul, throne of no-thing beneath the sun
                call the no-thing to presence in the works of
                hay – vav – yod

                fifty three
                they appear as wisdom dancing in the circle in the locus
                they appear as knowledge saltating and dancing naming three names:
                the 100 stars gathering, the 7 strong veils, the ancient of days

                fifty four
                behold through these 3 names yod – vav – hay
                the ravenous queen can be called to transform

                fifty five
                the rapacious king sighs ‘no-thing’, sets his sights on the stones of pure marble like water
                called to transmute these three names yod – hay – vav

                fifty six
                together they feast on the treasures of wisdom and the pleasures of knowledge
                their sighs of understanding call the crowns of the light and of the dark
                behold there their 2 double crowns
                yod – hay and vav – hay

                fifty seven
                behold their eyes focus, the foci: their hearts, their first fire and their blood
                in correct combination the foci enlighten the darkness and its dancers both

                fifty eight
                the behold the hands of their time of understanding

                 fifty nine
                calling awe to the presence of the no-thing
                they claim the name which calls the name which calls and restrains
                the whole of the assembling spheres

                sixty
                hearken, the convocation of the calls of she-he, of it-is
                behold, are they, they are the 2 angles of the crossed ends of the road

                sixty one
                hearken to the calls
                that guard the beholding of the vision of the no-thing so strong at the cross-roads

                sixty two
                call all the words of creation, call the words of the ways, call the vaporous veils

                sixty three
                no-thing arises, a gathering fullness, redolent memories;
                the eternal secret, the infernal secret a furnace smelting of sulfur and lead
                for no-thing is the source of the waters, the mother prophetic, her 50 gates

                sixty four
                unveil the kiss of death, unearth the inhabited earth, call forth the firm serpent
                yea, call forth the serpent strength, oh yea, call forth the serpent power

                sixty five
                inhale the perfumes of change, exhale their actions maintaining the balance
                calling forth the veils
                they bequeath the name of the solar serpent

                sixty six
                behold the practice of the breath scales the solar serpent

                sixty seven
                call the changes in-and-for and in-and-of the no-thing
                call the songs of the all gathering change
                call the fruits of fruition

                sixty eight
                hark, their calls minister to the change
                they are they that change and they are themselves exchanged
                through grace and with flavor

                sixty nine
                they bow to the strong light of yod – hay – yod – hay
                consumed in their compounding union

                seventy
                beheld the hand of understanding a mudra of yod – hay – hay – yod

                seventy one
                they call the ancient of days via alef and vav

                seventy two
                they behold their reflection in the substance, in the locus
                that focus their reflection in outward expression

                seventy three
                behold their beauty yielding invisible light
                beheld in their dark red hearts, the hearth of both wisdom and knowledge
                their ritual names conjoined as shadow and light

                seventy four
                their ritual names the foundation, the no-thing, the fire of the whole heart
                and the ascension their union allows

                seventy five
                their calls focus of the locus
                he serpent she lotus

                seventy six
                possessed they call the strong odor
                beholding a vision of wisdom and knowledge
                beheld as a page of the book of formation forming they whorl

                seventy seven
                their inter-penetration manifest as the flesh of wisdom and the knowledge of flesh
                their manifestation interweaving the veils of pleasure and the pleasured veils
                for conjoined they are mistress and master of the will

                seventy eight
                they call their blood to boil like a wine infernal
                nethermost they lay below the powers of the hand
                the hand whose mudra stirs the passion in their flesh
                that passion whose highest peak is named ‘the traveler’

                seventy nine
                on their travels they remember to remember themselves as time
                as smoke rising in a column
                bears witness to their offering at the gates of great love
                of the great lovers alef and tav rising to and into the beginning and end

                eighty
                the repetition of these movements sing the signs of life
                behold the shaking fingers, the beating heart and
                hay – vav – hay
                the call initiating the descent of the names mistress and master
                of the waters both leaden and light

                eighty one
                the ancient of days alters the stars fanning the flames of the dark sparks
                dark as aged blood, dark as the lissom threnodies sung in the chorus of the alter lilith
                before dawn before sleep before the skeletal songs sung
                at the hearth in the heart of the breath
                 hay – vav – alef

                eighty two
                the vision of no-thing comes to light the lovers illumined they lie in their union
                gifting each to the other a spirit perfervid, a passionate soul

                eighty three
                behold the songs of no-thing
                in silence they gather the letters and shape and form the full name of
                hay – yod – alef
                they call the alter lilith and poised in her embrace beheld within the crossing waters

                eighty four
                giving life to the lovers
                whose limbs entwined their blood to flame
                whose limbs entwined to enthrone upon their faces prophetic desire
                how longing of wisdom, how yearning of knowledge
                as much as understanding closes their eyes
                whose limbs entwined pronounced the calls
                their calls to love
                love closes their eyes

                eighty five
                they cross the waters
                circular waves, spherical webs, currents that flow within and without
                his wisdom her knowledge, understandings rhythmic contractions
                their spherics strengthened in song and in chorus reflecting the emanations
                evoking invoking their end

                eighty six
                envision the calls of their end
                that sparks to enkindle their call
                to the locus, of this presence
                the numerical value of elohiem