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Excerpt from "The Azoëtia"

"As I begin – so doth the Design which at my Words shall Become! My Words encipher me and create Reality; As I speak so these Words ensorcel Possibilities. That which I Name cometh to Be, for this Logos is the Magick whereby Mind maketh World. A Word is a World, entire unto itself, a perfect replica of that which is envisioned within the incantatory mutterings of the sorcerer's speech.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with the Witch, and the Word was the Witch. Through the Word all things were Made, and without the Word nothing was Made that has been Made. In the Word was Life, and that Life was the Light of all Magick. The Light shineth in the Darkness, and the Darkness comprehendeth it eternally.

So mote it be! My words weave worlds, my speech spellbinds the cosmos itself. I am the Logos, the Utterer, the Enchanter of Existence. What I proclaim, I Create, for such is the Fundament of the Arte Magical. Each syllable I speak is seed and soil of new realities, each phrase a conjuration of clandestine creation. This is the power and the puissance of the witch's tongue - to transmogrify thought into theurgy, will into world, dream into deed.

I am the World-Maker, the Logos of the Aeon. As I speak, so doth the Spell unfold, the Charm enchant, the Incantation invoke. My mouth is the Matrix of Magick, my throat the Threshing-floor of Thaumaturgy. I weave the Wyrd with each waking utterance, I forge Fate with every murmured motto."