“The so-called 'Left-Hand Path' - that of Kaulas, Siddhas and Viras - combines the... Tantric worldview with a doctrine of the Übermensch which would put Nietzsche to shame... The Vira - which is to say: the 'heroic' man of Tantrism - seeks to sever all bonds, to overcome all duality between good and evil, honor and shame, virtue and guilt. Tantrism is the supreme path of the absolute absence of law - of shvecchacarī, a word meaning 'he whose law is his own will'." ― Julius Evola, The Path of Cinnabar.

“It is necessary to have “watchers” at hand who will bear witness to the values of Tradition in ever more uncompromising and firm ways, as the anti-traditional forces grow in strength. Even though these values cannot be achieved, it does not mean that they amount to mere “ideas.” These are measures…. Let people of our time talk about these things with condescension as if they were anachronistic and anti-historical; we know that this is an alibi for their defeat. Let us leave modern men to their “truths” and let us only be concerned about one thing: to keep standing amid a world of ruins.” ― Julius Evola, Revolt Against the Modern World: Politics, Religion, and Social Order in the Kali Yuga.

“We are born into this time and must bravely follow the path to the destined end. There is no other way. Our duty is to hold on to the lost position, without hope, without rescue, like that Roman soldier whose bones were found in front of a door in Pompeii, who died at his post during the eruption of Vesuvius because someone forgot to relieve him. That is greatness. That is what it means to be a thoroughbred. The honorable end is the one that can not be taken from a man.” ― Oswald Spengler, Man and Technics: A Contribution to a Philosophy of Life.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Check Your Privilege.

The rainbow fades when we consider the bias against necrophilia. Until we can all have sex with the dead in town square we are all down syndrome toilet attendants.

 Public panties are either wet or in a wad. This week in politics affected me like every other week in politics in my entire life, meaning not at all. I was born 20 years after the USA destroyed Western Civilization and the year it put the shotgun in its own mouth and pulled the trigger - so all I've ever seen is parasites proliferating in putrefaction. 

Business as usual.


Thursday, January 1, 2015

Recent Acquisition: Tarocchi of Mantegna

Recent acquisition: hard to find facsimile of the 15th century Tarot of Mantegna, published in Germany in 1988.


New Years Day

Visited my favorite local cemetery this morning, where all the chic local sorcerers get their graveyard dirt, tombstone moss, and other ingredients. This place is mentioned in the introduction to my first book (discontinued) involving a six foot long dead monitor lizard. Welcome to Florida.

Trade-card of Nathaniel Longbottom, supplier of skeletons (18th century)

Monday, October 20, 2014

Three Cheers for Ebola Chan

I generally object to the cutesyfying of Death intended to soften the edge, but I can't help but appreciate the cutesyfying of Death employed to effect enhanced viciousness.

From: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/ebola-chan

“White People” Conspiracy Hoax

While the character began as a relatively innocuous fan art trend, others on the site soon began rallying behind an international scheme to fabricate a death cult movement based on a conspiracy hoax that Ebola was “invented by white people,” hoping it would catch on in the internet forums in regions where the local population have been heavily affected by the virus.
According to the excerpts of 4chan posts as cited by Vocative[7] and International Business Times[8], some users openly expressed their desire to see the dissemination of such a racially divisive rumor, which would further incite the escalating tension between the blacks and whites in the continent:...
By September 17th, the fandomization of Ebola-Chan on English-speaking imageboard communities had reached the earshot of Nigerian discussion forum Nairaland, where the character quickly became vilified as a “plague goddess” summoned by ill-wishing Westerners who perform “magical rituals in order to spread the disease and kill people.”

Highlights from Google Image Search:

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Apocalypse of Asclepius

Darkness will be preferred to light, and death will be thought more profitable than life; no one will raise his eyes to heaven ; the pious will be deemed insane, and the impious wise; the madman will be thought a brave man, and the wicked will be esteemed as good. As to the soul, and the belief that it is immortal by nature, or may hope to attain to immortality, as I have taught you, all this they will mock at, and will even persuade themselves that it is false. No word of reverence or piety, no utterance worthy of heaven and of the gods of heaven, will be heard or believed.

And so the gods will depart from mankind, a grievous thing!, and only evil angels will remain, who will mingle with men, and drive the poor wretches by main force into all manner of reckless crime, into wars, and robberies, and frauds, and all things hostile to the nature of the soul. Then will the earth no longer stand unshaken, and the sea will bear no ships; heaven will not support the stars in their orbits, nor will the stars pursue their constant course in heaven; all voices of the gods will of necessity be silenced and dumb; the fruits of the earth will rot; the soil will turn barren, and the very air will sicken in sullen stagnation. After this manner will old age come upon the world. Religion will be no more; all things will be disordered and awry; all good will disappear.

But when all this has befallen, Asclepius, then the Master and Father, God, the first before all, the maker of that god who first came into being, will look on that which has come to pass, and will stay the disorder by the counterworking of his will, which is the good. He will call back to the right path those who have gone astray; he will cleanse the world from evil, now washing it away with water-floods, now burning it out with fiercest fire, or again expelling it by war and pestilence.

-- Corpus Hermeticum, Asclepius III.

Dance of Darkness: Documental sobre danza Butoh

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Manly Wade Wellman's copy of Aleister Crowley's "Magick in Theory and Practice"

Now up for sale on ebay. This is not an endorsement of the sale one way or another, just documenting an interesting association copy.

Description: "For your library: Magick in Theory and Practice, by “The Master Therion” (Aleister Crowley).  This is a first printing of the hardcover 1st edition “Published for Subscribers Only” in 1929 at The Lecram Press (Paris); xxxiv + 436 pages; bound in brick-red cloth; lettered in gilt on the spine; upper edges of the text block gilt.  Please note: bibliograsphical descriptions call for a color plate of The Invoking Hexagram of the Beast; that plate is NOT present in this copy.  This copy comes from the personal library of Weird Tales author Manly Wade Wellman whose ownership signature appears on the front free endpaper; he notes there that he received the book as a gift in 1938, and he has also handwritten a lengthy “Exorcism” – presumably as a safeguard against the author and his text; he also penciled Christian crosses on both covers and the spine panel.  Mr. Wellman has made marginal notations, frequently critical, throughout the text.  The binding’s edges are rubbed; the corners have curled; the gilt upper edge has dulled; the other edges have darkened; the rear inner hinge is cracking; the endpapers display foxing; otherwise – and excepting Mr. Wellman’s additions - this is a solid very good copy of what is considered Crowley’s masterwork.  This book will be packed carefully and shipped via insured US Media Mail.  Thanks for looking."


Tuesday, March 11, 2014

The Philosophy of Disenchantment & The Anatomy of Negation

Another excellent production from Underworld Amusements:
“Considered as discrete works, The Philosophy of Disenchantment and The Anatomy of Negation stand as valuable contributions to the literature of philosophical pessimism and supernatural skepticism respectively. Taken together, the effect is alchemic-and volatile.”
-Chip Smith, from the foreword

“I wrote The Philosophy of Disenchantment, which is, I think, the gloomiest and worst book ever published. Out of sheer laziness, I then produced a history of atheism, The Anatomy of Negation, which has been honored by international dislike. Need I state that of all my children it is the one that I prefer?”
-Edgar Saltus

On Edgar Saltus.
“America has not produced a round dozen of authors who equal him in brilliancy of style. The neglect of this man is one of the most astounding phenomena in the history of American letters.”
-Carl Van Vechten
“There are three mysteries in American literature: the appearance of Edgar Allen Poe, the disappearance of Ambrose Bierce, and the burial alive of Edgar Saltus.”
-Benjamin DeCasseres
“Returning to an estimate of Saltus, let us sum up by saying we have in him a temperament saturated with pessimism which expresses itself by the beautiful decoration of sinister themes. To see grandeurs in vast horrors is the last thing a commonplace person can do. Neither can commonplace persons accumulate effortlessly a legend about themselves. This Edgar Saltus has done…
In The Philosophy of Disenchantment and The Anatomy of Negation he has written two compact readable and scholarly resumes of pessimism and of skepticism… perhaps the best handbooks ever published on these subjects”
- Broom, Vol. 2

The Philosophy of Disenchantment.
“Mr. Saltus is a scientific pessimist, as witty, as bitter, as satirical, as interesting and as insolent to humanity in general as are his great teachers, Schopenhauer and Von Hartmann. there is a prodigious and prodigal display of genius in his work that is a history of antitheism from Kapila to Leconte de Lisle.”
-Worcester Spy.

The Anatomy of Negation.
“A whole library of pessimism compressed into one small volume by a writer whose understanding of the value of words amounts almost to genius.”
-Chicago Herald.
“The work is remarkable in every way and its originality and power will compel for it more than an ephemeral existence, for independently of the force with which it deals with its theme its literary merits are of a high order, and its reflections are those of a bold, brilliant and able thinker.”
-Boston Saturday Review.


On Evolution, Will, Art:

Since morality cannot be the great aim of evolution, perhaps it may be art and science; but the further back one looks, the more does scientific progress appear to be the exclusive work of certain rare and gifted minds, while the nearer one approaches the present epoch, the more collective does the work become. Hartmann points out that the first thinkers were not unlike the magicians who made a monument rise out of nothing, whereas the laborers who work at the intellectual edifice of the present day are but corporations of intelligent builders who each, according to their strength, aid in the construction of a gigantic tower. “The work of science hereafter will,” he says, “be broader and less profound; it will become exclusively inductive, and hence the demand for genius will grow gradually less. Similarity of dress has already blended the different ranks of society; meanwhile we are advancing to an analogous leveling of the intelligence, which will result in a common but solid mediocrity. The delight in scientific production will gradually wane, and the world will end in knowing only the pleasures of passive understanding. But the pleasure of knowledge is tasteless when truth is presented like a cake already prepared: to be enjoyed it must cost an effort and a struggle.
Art will be handicapped in much the same manner. It is no longer now what it was for the youth of humanity, a god august dispensing happiness with open hands; it is simply a matter of amusement, a remedy for ennui, and a distraction from the fatigues of the day. Hence the increase of dilettantism and the neglect of serious study. The future of art is to Hartmann self-evident. “Age has no ideal, or rather, it has lost what it had, and art is condemned in the increasing years of humanity to hold the same position as the nightly ballets and farces now do to the bankers and brokers of large cities.
This consistent treatment of the subject Hartmann cleverly founds on the analogy of the different ages of the life of the individual with the development of humanity. It is, of course, merely a series of affirmations, but not for that reason necessarily untrue. The great thinkers have disappeared, as have also the great artists; and they have done so, Hartmann would say, because we no longer need them. Indeed, there can be little doubt that could the Greeks come back, they would tell us our art was barbarous; even to the casual observer it has retrograded, nor is it alone in painting and sculpture that symptoms of decadence are noticeable; if we look at the tendencies in literature, nothing very commendable is to be found, save in isolated instances, where the technicalities of style have been raised very near to perfection; but, apart from a few purists who can in no sense be called popular, the majority of the manufacturers of fiction have nothing to offer but froth and rubbish.
The modern stage, too, brings evidence that a palpitant tableau is more appreciated than a polished comedy, and the concert-hall tells a story which is not dissimilar. Music, which with Mozart changed its sex, has been turned into a harlot by Offenbach and his successors; and there are but few nowadays who would hesitate between Don Juan and the last inanity of Strauss. One composer, however, of incontestable genius, has been slowly fighting his way into the hearts of cultivated people, and, curiously enough, has sought to translate with an orchestra some part of the philosophy of pessimism. Schopenhauer, it is said, shook his head at Wagner, and would have none of him; yet if Schopenhauer was ever wrong, he was certainly wrong in that; for Wagner has expressed, as no one will do again, the flooding rush of Will, and the unspiritual but harmonious voice of Nature.

On Scientific Pessimism:

Broadly stated, scientific pessimism in its most advanced form rests on a denial that happiness in any form ever has been or ever will be obtained, either by the individual as a unit or by the world as a whole; and this for the reason that life is not considered as a pleasant gift made to us for our pleasure; on the contrary, it is a duty which must be performed by sheer force of labor, a task which in greater matters, as in small, brings in its train a misery which is general, an effort which is ceaseless, and a tension of mind and body which is extreme, and often unbearable. Work, torment, pain, and misery are held to be the unavoidable lot of nearly every one, and the work, torment, pain, and misery of life are considered as necessary to mankind as the keel to the ship. Indeed, were it otherwise, were wishes, when formed, fulfilled, in what manner would the time be employed? Imagine the earth to be a fairyland where all grows of itself, where birds fly roasted to the spit, and where each would find his hearts best love wreathed with orange flowers to greet his coming; what would the result be? Some would bore themselves to death, some would cut their throats, while others would quarrel, assassinate, and cause generally more suffering than is in the present state of affairs actually imposed upon them. Pain is not the accident, but the necessary and inevitable concomitant of life; and the attractiveness of the promise “that thy days may be long in the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee, is, in consequence, somewhat impaired.

On Sin and Forgiveness:

Mr. Froude relates that when St. Patrick preached the gospel on Tarah Hill, the Druids shook their heads. The king, Leoghaire, marked their disapproval wonderingly, and asked, “Why is it that that which the cleric preaches seems so dangerous to you? “Because, they answered, “he preaches repentance, and the law of repentance is such that a man shall say,  I may commit a thousand sins, and if I repent it will be not worse with me; I shall be forgiven; therefore will I continue to sin.


Friday, March 7, 2014

Polio of the Mind

American popular culture is polio of the mind.

As far as I can tell, "celebrity" is an exploitable byproduct of the morbid narcissism and self-loathing of the average peon. The spectator simultaneously identifies with the actors or persons in front of the camera, to the point of imitating them, yet also wants to see them suffer or die. This is also why "celebrity news" in general is fixated on presenting unusually ugly depictions of persons usually presented as unusually "beautiful" along with graphic descriptions of their misfortunes and deaths.

The average fat medicated consumer-citizen is on some primitive level aware of the ontological flaw that is the nucleus of their individual existence and instinctively seeks self-annihilation, yet typically lacking the courage to consummate the act by overt self-destruction, they are forced to do so vicariously through the prurient obsession with negative celebrity media-coverage in perpetual mindless distraction from their own miserable malingering lives, completely bankrupt of any higher meaning or validity.

This is not to elevate the "celebrity" above the level of the botched consumer-audience. The "celebrity" is the apotheosis of the botched consumer-audience - a kind of banal nightmare hybrid chimera created from the absurd lukewarm fantasies of the bland waddling spectator.

The whole self-propagating disease of American-style "popular culture" should be quarantined and eradicated.


Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Aleister Crowley's Skull & Devil Pipe

This creepy creation was said to have been owned by occultist Aleister Crowley, “an evil character,” says Ricketts.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Jai Maa Kali

Because he was such an "eager beaver"

"To cover some of the more exotic behavioral fields, another MKSEARCH program continued TSS’s relationship with Dr. Maitland Baldwin, the brain surgeon at the National Institutes of Health who had been so willing in 1955 to perform “terminal experiments” in sensory deprivation for Morse Allen and the ARTICHOKE program. After Allen was pushed aside by the men from MKULTRA, the new TSS team hired Baldwin as a consultant According to one of them, he was full of bright ideas on how to control behavior, but they were wary of him because he was such an “eager beaver” with an obvious streak of “craziness.” Under TSS auspices, Baldwin performed lobotomies on apes and then put these simian subjects into sensory deprivation—presumably in the same “box” he had built himself at NIH and then had to repair after a desperate soldier kicked his way out. There is no information available on whether Baldwin extended this work to humans, although he did discuss with an outside consultant how lobotomized patients reacted to prolonged isolation. Like Hamilton, Baldwin was a jack-of-all trades who in one experiment beamed radio frequency energy directly at the brain of a chimpanzee and in another cut off one monkey’s head and tried to transplant it to the decapitated body of another monkey. Baldwin used $250 in Agency money to buy his own electroshock machine, and he did some kind of unspecified work at a TSS safehouse that caused the CIA to shell out $1450 to renovate and repair the place."

I would respond to the above passage, quoted from In Search of the Manchurian Candidate by John Marks, with the following points: 
  1. Wouldn't it have been cool if Woody Allen and Michael Jackson hung out and did stuff together?
  2. I wouldn't molest Dylan Farrow with Woody Allen's dick.
  3. New Jersey Ovulator Chris Christy "twerks" for children of Sandy Hook victims.
  4. Scarlett Jewhansson endorses new carbonated "Oil of Hadji" while pressing pubic mound to Wailing Wall in protest of Diane Keaton.
  5. 700 dolphins self-immolate to protest steroid abuse by bisexual elementary school students in NYC.
  6. Autopsy reveals Sterling Holloway in Phillip Seymour Hoffman's abdominal cavity.
  7. Word on the street is, you haven't been molested until you've been molested by Woody Allen.
  8. There are places in the world where children would PAY to be molested by Woody Allen.
  9. Mia Farrow Faucet hosts Molestation Safari in Darfur.
  10. I decided I like to see dried vomit in doorways, just not mine.
  11. Death visits whenever it wants to.


PS. I have these guys in my yard.

Monday, December 16, 2013

Update: December 2013

Must confess I've been uninspired to "share with the internet community" for some time. My most-updated Internet presence is probably my Facebook account, which I prefer to keep "private" to a small list of under 80 people, which I frequently prune, but I do update the CosmodromiumTumblr account almost daily (albeit mostly re-posts), and much less frequently "Twitter," because "Twitter" is inherently retarded. I generally do not participate in internet "discussions" anymore at all.

I'm generally lax at answering email and have a massive backlog. Rather than respond to each one individually, I've singled out a few recurring questions here (abbreviated sans quotation marks):
  1. Are you going to re-issue Essays in Satanism?
  2. Are you going to write any more on Satanism?
  3. Are you going to put out another book?
    Probably. I have several things that I am working on, but nothing to the point that I would project a completion date, much less a publication date.
  4. Are you affiliated with any particular far-right/pro-Fascist political organization?
    My only political affiliation is with a specific Royal House of Italy, as a friend of the family and occasional consultant on specific issues. I am not aligned with any specific organization or "movement" especially not in the USA where they are invariably ineffectual and comprised of severely defective people.
  5. Do you consider yourself an Evolian?
    Insofar as I would self-apply any label, I would consider myself a Traditionalist in general, and on the few points Evola diverges from the mainstream of "Traditionalist" thought, I am generally in agreement with Evola, although not on all points. Guenon is primary, but I'm an avid reader of Coomaraswamy, Burckhardt, Lings, Schuon, and Whitall Perry, etc. Anything I write in the future will probably be strongly based in this perspective.

The Ritman Library on YouTube

Outstanding series of lectures here: http://www.youtube.com/user/TheRitmanLibrary/videos

My "Kindle"

Several months ago a friend gave me one of these "kindle" devices, mostly because I get free wi-fi and highly mobile internet access helps my immediate work-related needs (I don't use "iphones" or anything like that). Of course actual books are primary for me, but being information-centered, I do have a large collection of "e-books" esp. public domain material that is frequently unavailable in print, via google books, archive.org, and various museum and library archives. Anyway, I mildly amused myself realizing that my "futuristic" technology is mostly used for archaic and anti-modern material:

Fuck Nelson Mandela

Monday, October 7, 2013

Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa: Of the Internet

Whosoever therefore thou art that now desireth to study this science, keep silence and constantly conceal within the secret closets of your Religious breast, so holy a determination; for (as Mercury saith) to publish to the knowledge of many a speech throughly filled with so great majesty of the Deity, is a sign of an irreligious spirit; and Divine Plato commanded, that holy and secret mysteries should not be divulged to the people; Pythagoras also and Porphyrius consecrated their followers to a Religious silence; Orpheus also, which a certain terrible authority of Religion did exact an oath of silence, and from those he did initiate to the Ceremonies of holy things: Whence in the verses concerning the holy word he sings,
You, that Admirers are of vertue, stay,
Consider well what I to you shall say.
But you, that sacred laws contemn, prophane?
Away from hence, return no more again.
But thou O
Museus whose mind is high,
Observe my words, and read them with thine eye,
And them within thy sacred breast repone,
And in thy journey, think of God alone
The Author of all things, that cannot dye,
Of whom we shall not treate ---
So in Virgil we read of the Sybill
The goddess comes, hence, hence, all ye prophane,
The Prophet cries, and from her grove refrain.
Hence also in celebrating the holy mysteries of Ceres Eleusine, they only were admitted to be initiated, the cryer proclaiming the prophane vulgar to depart; and in Esdras we read this precept concerning the Cabalisticall secret of the Hebrews, declared in these verses, Thou shalt deliver those books to the wise men of the people, whose hearts thou knowest can comprehend them, and keep those secrets. Therefore the Religious volumes of the Egyptians & those belonging to the secrets of their ceremonies, were made of consecrated paper; in these they did write down leters [letters] which might not easily be known, which they call holy. Macrobius Marcellinus and others say, they were called Hieroglyphics, least perchance the writings of this kind should be known to the prophane, which also Apuleius testifies in these words, saying, The sacrifice being ended, from a secret retyred closet he bringeth forth certain books noted with obscure letters, affording compendious words of the conceived speech, partly by the figures of beasts of this kind, partly by figures full of knots, and crooked in the manner of a wheel & set thick, twining about like vine tendrels, the reading thereby being defended from the curiosity of the prophane; Therefore we shall be worthy scholars of this science, if we be silent and hide those things which are secret in religion, for the promise of silence (as saith Tertullian) is due to Religion; but they which do otherwise are in very great danger, whence Apuleius saith concerning secrets of holy Writs; I would tell it you, if it were lawfull to tell it; you should know it; if it were lawfull to hear it; but both ears and tongue would contract the same guilt of rash curiosity. So we read Theodorus the tragick poet, when he would have referred somethings of the mysteries of the Jews Scripture to a certain fable, was deprived of sight. Theopompus also who began to translate somethings out of the Divine law into the Greek tongue, was presently troubled in mind and spirit, whence afterward earnestly desiring God, wherefore this had happened to him, received an answer in a dream, because he had basely polluted Divine things, by setting them forth in publike [public]. One Numenius also being very curious of hidden things, incurred the displeasure of the Divine powers, because he interpreted the holy mysteries of the goddesse Eleusina and published them for he dreamed that the goddesses of Eleusis stood in a whores habit before the Brothell house, which when he wondred at, they wrathfully answered, that they were by him violently drawn from their modestly and prostituted everywhere to all commers, by which he was admonished, that the Ceremonies of the gods ought not to be divulged. Therefore it hath alwaies been the great care of the Ancients to wrap up the mysteries of God and nature, and hide them with diverse Aenigmaes [enigmas], which law the Indians, Brachmans [Brahmans], Æthiopians, Persians, and Egyptians also observed; hence Mercurius, Orpheus, and all the ancient Poets and Philosophers, Pythagoras, Socrates, Plato Aristoxenus, Ammonius, kept them inviolably. Hence Plotinus and Origenes and the other disciples of Ammonius (as Porphyry relates in his book of the education and Discipline of Plotinus) sware, never to set forth the Decrees of their master. And because Plotinus, brake his oath made to Ammonius, and published his mysteries, for the punishment of his transgression, he was consumed (as they say) by the Horrible disease of Lice. Crist also himself, while he lived on earth, spoke after that manner and fashion that only the more intimate disciples should understand the mystery of the word of God, but the other should perceive the parables only: commanding moreover that holy things should not be given to Dogs, nor pearles cast to Swine: Therefore the Prophet saith, I have hid thy words in my heart, that I might not sin against thee. Therefore it is not fit that those secrets which are amongst a few wise men, and communicated by mouth only, should be publikly written. Wherefor you will pardon me, If I pass over in silence many and the chiefest secret mysteries of Ceremonial Magick. I suppose I shal do enough, if I open those things which are necessary to be known, and you by the reading of this book go not away altogether empty of these mysteries; but on that condition let these things be communicated to you, on which Dionysius bound Timothy, that they which perceive these Secrets, would not expose them to the unworthy, but gather them together amongst wise men, and keep them with that reverence that is due to them. Furthermore I would also warne you in the beginning, that even as the divine powers detest publike things and profane, and love secrecy: So every Magical experiment fleeth the publike, seeks to be hid, is strengthened by silence, but is destroyed by publicationm neither doth any compleate effect follow after; all these things suffer losse, when they are poured into prating and incredulous minds; therefore it behoveth a Magicall operator, if he would get fruit from this art, to be secret, and to manifest to none, neither his work nor place, not time, neither his desire nor will, unless either to a master, or partner, or companion, who also ought to be faithfull, believing, silent, and dignified by nature and education: Seeing that even the prating of a companion, his incredulity and unworthiness hindreth and disturbeth the effect in every operation.

-- Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa: Of Occult Philosophy, Book III, Chapter ii. Of concealing of those things which are secret in Religion.

Art: Bartolomeo Cesi, Study for Allegory of Faith and Silence, 1590/95

Friday, August 30, 2013