For those who know, and will, and dare, and keep in silence, it goes not further. In death is Life - for now as ever has it been so. The Willed Death is eternal - keep it so. Self of Ego, selfson born of Maya, must be slain on the moment of birth. The unsleeping Eye must vigil keep, O Warriors, for the illusion is self-generate.
Constant watchfulness is the first Act - the Abyss is crossed by minutes, every day.
If ye would dance the Mask, then mask the Dance. Tread carefully this path of Working, Mage. A tool, by Will devised, makes an ill master. Now in the Mass, the Eagle must be fed upon what she has shared in making. By the same mouth that roars upon the mountain, is the word-act of No Difference given.