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                                  Creation Mystery,Part II 
                                     By: The Whyte Bard
 
                   The Lord, and the Lady (and the Fool) were lonely. The All was
           not
           complete; there was none to keep them company, and laugh with them.
           There
           was none to know them, and none to be Their Children.
                   And the Lady said, "Let us go forth and make Life upon the
           many
           worlds, that We may have Children, and a Family of Life within the
           MultiVerse. And let Us make them in Our image, and love and be loved
           in
           return."
 
                   And the Fool laughed, and asked, "Shall it be so?"
                   "No," said the Sacred King.
                   And the Fool asked a second time, and said, "Shall it be so?"
                   "Maybe," smiled the Youth.
                   And the Fool asked a third time, saying, "Shall it be so?"
                   "Yes!" said the Child.
 
                   And the Fool smiled, and said, "If we do this thing, it shall
           be a
           wondrous thing indeed, for we shall make a Creature that shall have
           the Love
           of the Lady, and the Strength of the Lord, and a Curiousity to match
           Myself.
           It shall know Good and Evil, and Light and Darkness, and That which
           stands
           between them, and shall be very near and dear to us. It shall be ar-
           rogant,
           and willful, and cruel, but it shall also be kind, and gentle and
           loving. It
           shall be all things, and nothing at all."
 
                   And the Fool laughed, and asked, "Shall it be so?"
                   "No," said Chaos.
                   And the Fool asked a second time, and said, "Shall it be so?"
                   "Maybe," smiled Trickster.
                   And the Fool asked a third time, saying, "Shall it be so?"
                   "Yes!" said Prometheus.
 
                   The Fool took up the stuff of stars, that whispers thru the
           MultiVerse, and mixed it with the dry clay of earth, and mixed the
           substance
           thereby made with the waters of the sea, and the tears of the Maiden,
           and the
           birth-waters of the Mother, and the spittle of the Crone; wet it was
           with the
           blood of the Sacred King, and the sweat of the Youth, and the milk on
           the
           lips of the Child.
 
                   And the Fool laughed, and asked, "Shall it be so?"
                   "No," said the Crone.
                   And the Fool asked a second time, and said, "Shall it be so?"
                   "Maybe," smiled the Maiden.
                   And the Fool asked a third time, saying, "Shall it be so?"
                   "Yes!" said the Mother.
 
 
                   And the Fool smiled, and said, "Then let it be so, for I have
           asked
           three times, and three times three, and thus it is and so it ever
           shall be!"
                   The Holy Fool bent, and sank to His knees, and She took the
           wet clay,
           wet with the waters of the sea, and the tears of the Maiden, and the
           birth-
           waters of the Mother, and the spittle of the Crone; wet with the blood
           of the
           Sacred King, and the sweat of the Youth, and the milk on the lips of
           the
           Child.
                   And from that clay He made our Brothers and Sisters in Fur,
           Feather
           and Scale, and all the growing things.
                   And one thing made of that clay was taken up by the Fool, and
           placed
           aside.
                   And the Lady smiled upon Her Lord.
                   And the Fool turned, and It was Prometheus, and shaped the wet
           clay
           thing further.
                   Side by side, He made them, that none should stand above the
           other,
           but that all should walk as equals and partners, in joy and love.
                   And the Fool turned, and It was Trickster, who shaped us to be
           curious, and to doubt, and from our doubt and curiousity, to learn,
           and to
           laugh.
                   And the Fool turned, and She was Chaos, and placed a bit of
           Itself
           within us, that we may change and grow.
                   And the Lord smiled upon His Lady.
                   Man and Woman Prometheus made, and the making and the shaping
           was as
           years, and years upon years.
                   And the Fool began to dance.
                   And the Lady began to dance.
                   And the Lord began to dance.
                   They danced Life into the World, the Lady and the Lord, and
           the Fool.
           They danced the moon, and stars, and Sun, and all that there is, they
           danced
           into being.
                   And they danced Death into the World, for we must close the
           Circle of
           our Being, and go forth unto newness.
                   They danced Life and Death, and still They dance, a never-en-
           ding,
           ever-spinning Circle, endlessly spiraling upon itself, and uncoiling
           to start
           anew; hand in hand They dance, to a Music They have made, endlessly
           creating,
           and endlessly destroying.
 
                   Thus it was, and so it is, and evermore shall be so!
 
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