East
Invoking: the breaking forth of the light
Instruments: forms of the coarse flames
Aeons of a bornless beyond:
Listen to the voice of angle!
Devotion
Ever-burning lamps
West
Traveling: the radix of vibration
Projections: in gale of the ninth
Stirs of the invisible
Feel four-hundred fifty six winds!
Metatron
The wisdom of the breath
North
Emerging: advent of the visible
Conjectures: adventures into the chasm
Limpid with the brilliance below
Drenched and sodden: inundating
Quadrangle
An excess: abundance
Servants of thunder, they all deliver
Pulling together, all subquadrants fail
South (dominated)
The speech in silence sounds the third angle
Drawn into naught, the points are now quashed
Hath passed and pure gold, the lion of the light appears before the faces of aethyrs
Folk of fear will drive
Astral planes toward the fade of age
Time is thronged by time
Skrying in the spirit vision
Oodiorg
He of fire and justice
Doanzin
He who names the waters
Gahtza
Hoath
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