In the beginning
There was darkness
A formless blackness
Amorphous
Atonal
Discordant
Disharmonious
The Prima Materia
A primordial pool
Of death
Decay
Life
And birth
Suspended in a timeless continuum
The spiralling substrate of
The anonymous, the absolute
For nothing came before
The movement of God over these waters
Form and matter joined
A ray shines with no pause
From its coming to its being
Order was created
Order was constructed
And in the purest of acts
The summit of the universe was created
I am in heaven and on earth
In water and in the air
I lead forth the roaring waters
I am the wind that shapes the mountains
I am both cloud and rain
The wave of the ocean, the beam of the sun
I am the animals and the plants
The babe in the womb
The one born, and the one yet to be conceived
I am present, everywhere
I am the flesh and soul of man
The Mother and the Father
I am the pain of the sick
The heart of saints
And the will of sinners
The machine is the achievement
Of which man is capable
If he relies entirely on himself
God is no longer needed
Eventually,
It transforms him into a machine himself
When nation grows old
The arts grow cold
And commerce settles on every tree
It is the enterprise of industrial civilisation
That modern wars have arisen
And will arise
It is on the same impoverished soil
That empires have grown
And by the same greed
That many civilisations have been destroyed
The body
For the sake of which we desire wealth
Is the ultimate cause of all wars
If we are to progress
We must not cease from mental fight
Till we have built Jerusalem
I have no more faith
Than a grain of mustard seed
In the future history of civilisation
Which I now know
Is doomed to destruction
What a joy it is to think of!
O good beginning
To what vile ending must you fall!
And in the end
There was darkness
A formless blackness
Amorphous
Atonal
Discordant
Disharmonious
The negredo
Death
Decay
Life
Birth
A timeless continuum