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Take no more of Kronos, in guilt he speaks his secret name. Shame on you, the brute who gave us wings. No longer reaching for our halo, I let forgiveness pass and regret to feed the marrow. And he, who finds himself wise, casts a shadow on another day-- One who does not pity the shrew, the innocent mind, a naivete of perennial seasons forgotten when the Autumnal blaze of fire and gold became the death of Eden and the birth of another ivory bone. (ehyeh-asher-ehyeh)
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Aug 14, 2012
Aug 14, 2012 at 12:30 AM UTC
Lull Abi
Take no more of Kronos, in guilt he speaks his secret name. Shame on you, the brute who gave us wings. No longer reaching for our halo, I let forgiveness pass and regret to feed the marrow. And he, who finds himself wise, casts a shadow on another day-- One who does not pity the shrew, the innocent mind, a naivete of perennial seasons forgotten when the Autumnal blaze of fire and gold became the death of Eden and the birth of another ivory bone. (ehyeh-asher-ehyeh)
"ehyeh-asher-ehyeh" or "The Unutterable Name" In the Tanakh, YHVH is the personal name of god. The phrase means, "I am that I am." The name YHVH also bespeaks the utter transcendence of god. Lull or Lilith Abi became the current term for a lullaby, it means "Lilith-be-gone" and people would sing songs or chant before bedtime so that their children would remain safe during the night.
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Aug 14, 2012
Aug 14, 2012 at 12:30 AM UTC
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