Wlecome him now, prince of wellbegone.
Come hither, come forth.
Greet me now, princess of nothingness in my hour of need. Glow with me, the lights have no source, no elixer. Unto thee I have invoked and waited
To now receive the blessing of the ages,
To turn about face to those who so adore thee
Those, the misbegotten, mislead, misanthopic slime of our times. Go to hell.
London, 1970
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