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Where Three Kingdoms await
Their prompt destruction.
Thou givest Blood to the Father
Great Sacrificer;
And keepest for the Mother
The warm of the Love.
Openest the Path soon
For the Chosen People,
The Redeemer People
And shutest the senses
To the Eternal Blackness
That freezeth the Heart
I am Binah; of thy Soul
Mother I am; Binah I am,
I shall give thee illumination.
I am Binah, who bless thee now.
Son of the Ancient of Days,
Never forget thine Ancendancy,
Holy, Holy, Holy, Quiblón.
Only the Great Sacrificer has heard this message, but all present here understand that
the Virgin of Miracles has spoken with him internally. And Quiblón, victim of a mystical
ecstasy, remains on his kness for hours, absorbed in the contemplation of the Cosmic Mother.
The Golems finally retired prudently, leaving the Admiral Rabbi plunged in the intimacy
of his celestial visions; They, by their part, have seen the Mother of God crying for Her Sons
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