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green of the honeyed muse, green of the rough caress of ritual, green undaunted by reason or delirium, green of jealous joy, green of the secret holy violence of the thyrsos, green of the sacred iridescence of the dance

Anne Carson and Euripides, Bakkhai [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]

Hermetic quote Carson Euripides Bakkhai green honeyed muse rough caress ritual undaunted reason delirium jealous joy secret violence thyrsos sacred iridescence dance

These are the things that life is all about. These moments. It’s not about the rituals. It’s not about getting by. It’s about the stack of tiny little moments of joy and love that add up to a lifetime that’s been worthwhile. You can’t measure them; you can only capture them, like snapshots in your mind. All that joy, all that greatness, that’s God.

C Robert Cargill, Sea of Rust: A Novel [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]

Hermetic quote Cargill Sea of Rust life moments not rituals not getting by about little moments joy love add up lifetime worthwhile all joy greatness god

O nameless splendour of the Gods,
          Begotten hardly of Heaven!
Unspoken treasure of the abodes
          Beyond the lightning levin!
No misery, no despair may pay
The joy to hold thee for a day!

Aleister Crowley, The Argonauts

Hermetic quote Crowley The Argonauts nameless splendour gods heaven unspoken treasure abodes no misery despair pay joy hold thee a day

We have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let them die in their misery. For they feel not. Compassion is the vice of kings: stamp down the wretched & the weak: this is the law of the strong: this is our law and the joy of the world.

Aleister Crowley, Liber Al vel Legis, II:21

Hermetic quote Crowley Liber Al vel Legis nothing outcast unfit die misery feel not compassion vice kings stamp wretched weak law strong joy world

And how could the Soul lend itself to any admixture? An essential is not mixed. Or of the intrusion of anything alien? If it did, it would be seeking the destruction of its own nature. Pain must be equally far from it. And Grief- how or for what could it grieve? Whatever possesses Existence is supremely free, dwelling, unchangeable, within its own peculiar nature. And can any increase bring joy, where nothing, not even anything good, can accrue? What such an Existent is, it is unchangeably.

Plotinus, The Six Enneads, The First Ennead

hermetic quote Plotinus The Six Enneads soul admixture essential not mixed intrusion alien destruction nature pain grief free dwelling unchangeable joy good

My muscles flexed and movement was a joy, a dance. The wind was whispering against my face. I am wolf.

J Damask, Wolf at the Door