The Divine imagination may only be known through the thoughts of His creatures. A man has said Commonsense and a woman has said Happiness are the greatest things in the world. These things are male and female, for common sense is Thought and Happiness is Emotion, and until they embrace in Love the will of the Immensity can not be fruitful. For behold, there has been no marriage of humanity since time began. Men have but coupled with their own shadows. The desire that sprung from their heads they pursued, and no man yet has known the love of a woman. And women have mated with the shadows of their own hearts, thinking fondly that the arms of men were about them. I saw my son, dancing with an Idea and I said to him, “With what do you dance, my son?’ and he relied, “I make merry with the wife of my affection,” and truly she was shaped as a woman is shaped, but it was an Idea he danced with and not a woman. And presently he went away to his labors and then his Idea arose and her humanity came on her, so that she was clothed in beauty and terror and she went apart and danced with a servant of my son, and there was great joy of that dancing for a person in the wrong place is an Idea, not a person.

Man is Thought and woman is Intuition, and they have never mated. There is a gulf between them and it is called Fear, and what they fear is, that their strength shall be taken from them, and they may no longer be tyrants. The Eternal has made love blind, for it is not by science, but by intuition alone that he may come to his beloved; but desire, which is science, has many eyes and sees so vastly that he passes his love in the press, saying ‘there is no love’ and he propagates miserably on his own delusions.

The finger-tips are guided by God, but the devil looks through the eyes of all creatures so that they may wander in the errors of reason and justify themselves of their wanderings. The desire of a man shall be Beauty, but he has fastened a slave in his mind and called it Virtue. The desire of a woman shall be Wisdom, but she has formed a beast in her blood and called it Courage: but the real virtue is courage, and the real courage is liberty, and the real liberty is wisdom, and Wisdom is the son of Thought and Intuition; and his names are also Innocence and Adoration and Happiness.

Angus Og