The Ten of Cups
The waters are resting in their final grounds.
"Thank you, dear sister, for enlightening me so. I would have never realized that if you hadn't told me."
He was mocking her. She had given him that same line countless times before.
"I just wished to remind you how things are and always will be, my love. I don't want you to start assuming things that are not true or can never be true."
"Since when have you needed to correct my assumptions, my love?"
"I simply said that I didn't want you to get started. If I don't continuously remind you, it seems that you will tend to forget some of the more important things."
"Such as your will?"
"And what is my will, at the present, my love, but the waters of your current emotions? Why do you resist me? You know how much I missed you, and how much I want you. Feel the warmth within my breast as I take your hand and place it on my heart. Can't you feel the passion within me ebb within your blood?
You have brought the Light to myself and Earth and can emerge powerful enough to take over the darkness once again. You now have enough wisdom and strength to plant the new seed. Once again we shall consider the new life that we shall instill in our realm in light of my most recent adventure, and your pending future. Gather with your beloved as we renew our bloodline."
Isis had signaled for her chief priestesses. Already they were at the side of Qblh anointing him and preparing him for another ceremony with Isis. They knew that he would overcome their influence, but that was always inevitable. He had to overcome the darker side of his own nature to gain new light. Isis now had an audience, and it was clear to her people that the planned ceremony was now to occur. Jim's senses were overwhelmed by the ambrosia, and it was possible for him to understand their very thoughts. Whether they sang or if it was all but a dream; it did not really matter. He was taking them home, after centuries of exile. The Amazons longed for their home planet. Isis had not told her subjects that Qblh had already agreed. He was sensible enough to grant her this favor. Instead he would go along with the illusion that Isis was now invoking him to comply with her will.
Clothed to tempt, Isis addressed Qblh and her court:
"Great Qblh, deliver us from our great fear and gloom!
Free our spirits from the tomb of this time and space!
We seek our dear abodes without affright:
We seek thee to impose thy will, and apply the law of light.
I bid the night conceive our glittering sphere,
Artemis! O moon, shine white and clear!
I seek our dear abodes without affright:
On them will I impose my will,
the law of light."
A chorus then rang out as the circle of Amazons joined in the ceremony of their beloved queen., as they sang praises to Qblh's navigational ability.
"Thou drawest the light of all the skies
Into thy wake.
The heaven dies
In bubbling froth of light, that foams
About thine ardour. All the domes
Of all the heavens close above thee
As thou art known of we who love thee.
Excellent kiss, thou fastenest on
Our souls follow you, depend on you
As we leave this Earthly sphere, and rapt away
Into the infinite starry spray to a time
Of our own aeon ... Alas for us!
We faint. We have lost Earth's paradise
Yet thy mystic majesty
Absorbs our sin."
Isis sang to Qblh again, charming him as no one else could.
"Worship me in a single robe,
Crowned richly! Girdle of the globe,
I love thee. My ambrosia consumes
Thy inmost sense; my soul's caress
Is toward thee! Let my priestess stand
Bare and rejoicing, softly fanned
By smooth-lipped acolytes, upon
Mine iridescent altar-stone,
And in her love-chaunt swooningly
Say evermore: To me! To me!
I am the azure-lidded daughter
Of sunset; the all-girdling water;
The naked brilliance of the sky
In the voluptuous night am I!
With song, with jewel, with perfume,
Wake all my rose's blush and bloom!
Drink to me! Love me! I love thee,
My love, my lord --- to me! to me!
My stature shall surpass the stars:
He hath said it! Men shall worship me
In hidden woods, on barren scaurs,
Henceforth to all eternity."
Jim uncomfortably thought to himself, "I am the consecrated Beast. I build the abominable House. The Scarlet Woman is my Spouse ---" . Genie would be able to make a field day out of this ceremony. It, of course, was paying particular attention to the ceremony.
Her crew continued in song:
"There, beneath the stars, the smoke
Of our incense shall invoke
The Queen of Space; and subtly She
Shall bend from Her infinity
Like a lambent flame of blue,
Touching us, and piercing through
All the sense-webs that we are
As the aethyr penetrates a star!"
Her hands caressing Qblh, her sweet lithe body arched to engulf his senses, she whispered his name --- "Sing the sign, my Qblh!"
Complying, Qblh sang his part. Isis whispered in his ears the lines. She had her hands strategically placed on his body to ensure he didn't mess his lines.
"Don't you dare embarrass me , you scoundrel," she whispered sweetly in his ear:
"That she is mine, supremely mine,
And clinging to the infinite girth
My soul gets perfect joy thereof
Beyond the abysses and the hours;
So that --- I kiss her lovely brows;
She bathes my body in perfume
Of ambrosia.... O thou my beloved spouse,
Continuous One of Heaven! illuminate
My soul with thy bountiful delight,
Volumptuous Daughter of the Night!
Eat me up wholly with the glance
Of thy luxurious brilliance!"
This is the Snake that gives delight and knowledge, and stirs the heart as if with drunkenness. Strange drugs indeed!
Isis then spoke charging Qblh not to become too lost in the affairs of men. He would only frustrate himself. Artemis was his home, not Earth.
"For these fools of men and their
woes care not thou at all! They feel
little; what is, is balanced by weak
joys; but ye are my chosen one.
Obey thy heart! follow out the
ordeals of thy knowledge! seek me
only! The joys of my love will
redeem ye from all pain. This is
so: I swear it by the vault of my
body; by my sacred heart and tongue;
by all I can give, by my desire of
you, my Qblh."
Qblh bowed to the Queen of Space, kissing her lovely brows and the dew of her light bathed his whole body in a sweet-smelling perfume of ambrosia. "Are we done yet?" he asked.