Writings On The Stones From the Great Ape Men

Grey is the vision of the blind
The ones who believe without knowing, or asking
It is the colour of darkness
The eater of all light
Cursed is the man who carves an image
And calls it Amadioha
Cursed is the man who slaughters a goat
And prays for good harvest
While others till the soil
And water their crops
Grey is the colour of the idolater
Do not give power to carvings, fellow mortals, or even ideas
Power is for only truth
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Blue is for the sons of Ada’m
The ones who believe only in the things they can see
Things they can measure, prove, calculate, and predict
They can’t see Amadioha
So they kill him and call it science
They are intelligent, but unfeeling
Powerful, but misguided
They have traded spirit for mind
And separated body from both
They have picked reason
And sacrificed intuition
The world is of right and of left
Not of right or of left
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Brown is the colour of the sage
The gift of holy madness
It is seeing first the spirit
And then the material
It is knowing that there are many ways of knowing
It is submitting to the will of Amadioha
You are not a creature of mind
You are not a creature of body
You are not a creature of spirit
You are all three
Of equal parts and at the same time
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