1+2+3+4=10,
Do you know what that means?
It's perfection embodied by three equal sides,
Your triangular Deity
Virgin mothers and Sons who will soon save the world,
If only you choose to believe
And two orbs: one creative, the other reflective,
Whose light you should aim to receive
Four elements true, bound together by Five,
The substance that permeates all
That is given and taken in equal proportion,
According to Nature's call
As above is the blueprint, So below is the temple,
The Architect of this visceral plane
Just within reach with the keys of release,
Hidden by rugged terrain
Crying out through the mysteries, passed down through the years,
For the ones who would seek to know all
With the noblest of aims and the yearning within,
Never failing to answer the call
The focused intent of the magus who wills,
And declares those things that aren't yet
Whose purpose is fixed on the end, not the means,
And won't cease 'til desires are met
We are all bound together, our ilk is the same
Though our methods may be quite diverse
For we seek and we labour in invisible realms,
This blessing portrayed as a curse
Let the masses portray us as misguided fools,
For Ignorance, when crowned, rules the land
'Twas Pythagoras who said, with the wisdom of years,
"Be careful to whom you extend your right hand"
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