Tale Of The Caliph Hakem - Genesis P. Orridge/Anne Clark/Eyeless In Gaza
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Tale of the Caliph Hakem
He asks me who I worship?
I worship no one
For I, myself and God
The one true God
Of who the others are but shadows.
Brother, said Yousuf
You seem weary
Darkness you have come to a long way
Will you take some refreshments?
Indeed, my way has been long, replied the stranger
I came into the circle to rest.
But what can I drink in here
Only forbidden drinks are served
You Muslims, you dare not voice in your mouth
With anything but pure water
But we, who are of the sects of the Sabaeans
We can without offending our law refresh ourselves
With the generous blood of the grape
Or the fair juice of the barley
But I don't see any fermented drink in front of you
Though I have long disdain their vulgar drunkenness, said Yousuf
Making a sign to a Negro
Who set upon the table two small glass cups,
Surrounded by silver filigree
And a box filled with a greenish paste
In which was placed an ivory spatula.
This box contains the paradise your prophet promised to his believers.
And if you're not scrupulous,
In one hour I would put you in the arms of the Horus
Without making you pass across the bridge of Alcira,
He said laughing.
But this paste is hashish if I'm not mistaken, said the stranger.
Pushing aside the cup in which you sit
Would put part of the fantastic mixture.
And hashish is forbidden.
Everything pleasant is forbidden, said Yousuf.
Swallowing his first spoonful.
The stranger looked at him with dark blue eyes.
And his forehead contracted to enfold so violent
But his hair moved with the movement of the skin.
For a moment of would have thought he would spring upon
The careless young man and tear him to pieces
But he contained himself and suddenly changing his mind,
Stretched out his hand, took the cup
And slowly began to sample the green paste.
After a few minutes,
The effects of the hashish began to make themselves felt
Upon the young man and the stranger,
A gentle line was spread over all their limbs
A vague smile hovered over their lips.
Although he had hardly spent half and an hour in each other's company.
They felt as though they had known one another for a thousand years.
When the effect of the drug upon them, grew stronger ...
They began to laugh... to move about and speak with extreme volubility
Especially, the stranger who a strict observer of all the Prohibitions
Had never before tasted this preparation
And felt its effects strongly.
He seemed a prey to extraordinary exultation.
Hosts of new thoughts unheard of an inconceivable traversed
He saw like whirlwinds of wires
His eyes sparkled as though they were lighted from within
By the reflection of some unknown world
His demeanor took on a superhuman dignity
Then the vision faded and he collapsed, limply upon the cushion
I'll wait and take counsel Alexis
Satan fail crowned by a ring of light
Increase contain and came nearer but the seven moons about it
Which is in rapid motion carries with it and thereafter,
Who could tell what paths on their arrival,
In the divine country of their dreams.
He asks me who I worship?
I worship no one
For I, myself and God
The one true God
Of who the others are but shadows.
Brother, said Yousuf
You seem weary
Darkness you have come to a long way
Will you take some refreshments?
Indeed, my way has been long, replied the stranger
I came into the circle to rest.
But what can I drink in here
Only forbidden drinks are served
You Muslims, you dare not voice in your mouth
With anything but pure water
But we, who are of the sects of the Sabaeans
We can without offending our law refresh ourselves
With the generous blood of the grape
Or the fair juice of the barley
But I don't see any fermented drink in front of you
Though I have long disdain their vulgar drunkenness, said Yousuf
Making a sign to a Negro
Who set upon the table two small glass cups,
Surrounded by silver filigree
And a box filled with a greenish paste
In which was placed an ivory spatula.
This box contains the paradise your prophet promised to his believers.
And if you're not scrupulous,
In one hour I would put you in the arms of the Horus
Without making you pass across the bridge of Alcira,
He said laughing.
But this paste is hashish if I'm not mistaken, said the stranger.
Pushing aside the cup in which you sit
Would put part of the fantastic mixture.
And hashish is forbidden.
Everything pleasant is forbidden, said Yousuf.
Swallowing his first spoonful.
The stranger looked at him with dark blue eyes.
And his forehead contracted to enfold so violent
But his hair moved with the movement of the skin.
For a moment of would have thought he would spring upon
The careless young man and tear him to pieces
But he contained himself and suddenly changing his mind,
Stretched out his hand, took the cup
And slowly began to sample the green paste.
After a few minutes,
The effects of the hashish began to make themselves felt
Upon the young man and the stranger,
A gentle line was spread over all their limbs
A vague smile hovered over their lips.
Although he had hardly spent half and an hour in each other's company.
They felt as though they had known one another for a thousand years.
When the effect of the drug upon them, grew stronger ...
They began to laugh... to move about and speak with extreme volubility
Especially, the stranger who a strict observer of all the Prohibitions
Had never before tasted this preparation
And felt its effects strongly.
He seemed a prey to extraordinary exultation.
Hosts of new thoughts unheard of an inconceivable traversed
He saw like whirlwinds of wires
His eyes sparkled as though they were lighted from within
By the reflection of some unknown world
His demeanor took on a superhuman dignity
Then the vision faded and he collapsed, limply upon the cushion
I'll wait and take counsel Alexis
Satan fail crowned by a ring of light
Increase contain and came nearer but the seven moons about it
Which is in rapid motion carries with it and thereafter,
Who could tell what paths on their arrival,
In the divine country of their dreams.