Robert Shea, Robert Anton Wilson - "The eye in the pyramid," "The third trip, or binah"

The Purple Sage cursed and waxed sorely pissed and cried out in a loud voice: A pox upon the cursed Illuminati of Bavaria; may their seed take no root.
     May their hands tremble, their eyes dim and their spines curl up, yea, verily, like unto the backs of snails; and may the vaginal orifices of their women be clogged with Brillo pads.
     For they have sinned against God and Nature; they have made of life a prison; and they have stolen the green from the grass and the blue from the sky.
     And so saying, and grimacing and groaning, the Purple Sage left the world of men and women and retired to the desert in despair and heavy grumpiness.
     But the High Chapperal laughed, and said to the Erisian faithful: Our brother torments himself with no cause, for even the malign Illuminati are unconscious pawns of the Divine Plane of Our Lady.
          —Mordecai Malignatus, K.N.S.,
          “The Book of Contradictions,”
Liber 555

(Shea, Robert, and Robert Anton Wilson. The Illuminatus! Trilogy. 2nd ed. New York, NY: Dell Publishing, 1975. pp.91. Print.)

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