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The Serpent's Sage

Phillip Arrington

Smashwords edition, copyright 2013

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Then the Female Spiritual Principle came in the form of the Snake, the Instructor. . . . And the Snake, the Instructor, said, "With death you shall not die; for it was out of jealousy that he [God] said this to you. Rather, your eyes shall open and you shall come to be like gods, recognizing evil and good." And the Female Instructing Principle was taken away from the Snake, and she left it behind, merely a thing of the earth."

Anon. From, The Hypostasis of the Archons

This is where the serpent lives, the bodiless.
His head is air. Beneath his tip at night
Eyes open and fix on us in every sky.
Or is this another wriggling out of the egg,
Another image at the end of the cave,
Another bodiless for the body's slough?
This is where the serpent lives. This is his nest,
These fields, these hills, these tinted distances,
And the pines above and along and beside the sea.
This is form gulping after formlessness,
Skin flashing to wished-for disappearances
And the serpent's body flashing without the skin.

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