The Mahdi Times The Mahdi Times Issue #24 November 2014 | Page 47

List ye, O man,
to the depth of my wisdom.
Speak I of knowledge hidden from
man.
Far have I been
on my journey through SPACE-TIME,
even to the end of space of this cycle.
Aye, glimpsed the HOUNDS of the
Barrier,
lying in wait for he who would pass
them.
In that space where time exists not,
faintly I sensed the guardians of
cycles.
Move they only through angles.
Free are they not of the curved
dimensions.
Strange and terrible
are the HOUNDS of the Barrier.
Follow they consciousness to the limits
of space.
Think not to escape by entering your
body,
for follow they fast the Soul through
angles.
Only the circle will give ye protection,
save from the claws
of the DWELLERS IN ANGLES.
Once, in a time past,
I approached the great Barrier,
and saw on the shores where time
exists not,
the formless forms
of the HOUNDS of the barrier.
Aye, hiding in the midst beyond time I
found them;
and THEY, scenting me afar off,
raised themselves and gave the great
bell cry
that could be heard from cycle to cycle
and moved through space toward my
soul.

Fled I then fast before them,
back from time's unthinkable end.
But ever after me pursued they,
moving in strange angles not known
to man.
Aye, on the gray shores of TIMESPACE'S end
found I the HOUNDS of the Barrier,
ravening for the Soul
who attempts the beyond.
Fled I through circles back to my body.
Fled, and fast after me they followed.
Aye, after me the devourers followed,
seeking through angles to devour my
Soul.
Aye, know ye man,
that the Soul who dares the Barrier
may be held in bondage
by the HOUNDS from beyond time,
held till this cycle is completed
and left behind
when the consciousness leaves.
Entered I my body.
Created the circles that know not
angles,
created the form
that from my form was formed.
Mad