Squaring The Circle Is Metaphorical. It's A Lesson Mommy Gives.
Ex: Blindly You Go (Blindfold) Sowing Discord (Noose) By Thine Own Hand (Right Arm&Shoulder [Of Conscience] Exposed), Treading The Path Of The
Unrighteous (Left Leg Exposed), Clothed In Shame; And As You Reap... So Shall You Sow. Be Thou A Blemish Unto None But Yourself With Your Belief In
The Strange And Profane.
What Goes Around Comes Around, It Is Right In The Sight Of The Righteous. (Circle Just Got Squared).
Also... It Is True. I, Pinocchio, Am A Liar. Humph.
The above statement is, if you know, the way an initiate is adorned when entering the sacred lodge of the master mason. There is a need to fathom
"humility" and "pride."
The two are not the same. Come as a humble believer and be rewarded. Come as you are, a proud fanatic of ignorance and tyranny (F.I.T.), and you shall
indeed be awarded with the "Fitting" masquerade that casts you down in unto the chamber of reflection (0°) wherein found is the bitter rather than
the better. Be that as it may... You will come to know the better and forcefully suffer your own conceit and ego as it is mercilessly wrought in unto
the ruin.
Thus you have.... 1° Obsession/Purple (The Grip), Then The 2° Frustration/Red (The Rising), And Lastly The 3° Depression/Blue (The Made)... And It
Will Ruin You... So That You Enter In Unto Yourself A Sad Calamity Called "Shame." Tis A Dark Magic.
The Blood Of The Righteous Shall Not Go Unto The Likeness Of Such A House As That Which You Have Crafted And Built By Thine Own Ill-conceived
Malice.
Thus... Welcome Now, You Creature Of Devise And See Your Lot In Ruin. Do Not Come Unto The Righteous For Pride... For In Humility We Cast Thee
Forth... In Unto The 3°. Hither Shalt Thou Come And No Further. You Are Stoned. Go Now And See To Your House... For There Is The Face Only A Mother
Can Love. Speak Not A Heresy Called Excuse Or Complaint, Not Bind Innocence And Blamelessness Upon The Pure Of Heart... For Grave Is The Hour Which
Does Await Thee To Entreat Thee To The Joy Of Our Hearts. Your Shame! In nakedness you go for all to see. So may it be!
Obsession is wrought by the presence of the holy round about the sinful body that now beckons humility to bare a merciful strength (cuffs) which does
not yield any fruitful deed save that joy the righteous inherit when your blood grips your body whole and complete, then it begins to rise. It is
called a great rape. At the second degree your face is overwhelmed and consumed in the fevered wrath of divine justice. Tremble oh mortal at the
presence of your nakedness... For it is not beauty, but rather a judgment upon the blood of the olden kings who wrought such folly upon us. As
masons... We graduate thee to the comfort of the third degree. Wherein depression is now your burden, and your burden alone. This is a craft for the
just to bear... Not for filth of the Unrighteous. Next... You shall Honor the wisdom of the olden kings and swallow your guilt in what we call "the
wet bath" also know as a mouthful of spittle you alone carry for as far as the weight burden of your guilt can allow. And also therein for the measure
which thus abide in the righteous. Thus short of the glory of the just.
This they call mahabone. In spanish it is mojo baño.
It means wet bath. Your throat is testament to this holy sanctum. Depart for therein found is one called wanting. Interpreted as "need to hide."
Depart!
Also.... I am Pinocchio.... I shall tell thee a lie!
edit on 23-1-2021 by Pinocchio because: A V