Sooner or later the uncovering & unveiling of self/nature transmogrifies a person into a brigand - like stepping into another world and then returning to this one to discover you've been declared a traitor, heretic, exile.

The Law waits for you to stumble on a mode of being, a soul different from the FDA-approved purple-stamped standard dead meat - and as soon as you begin to act in harmony with nature the Law garottes & strangles you - so don't play the blessed liberal minded middle-class martyr - accept the fact that you're a criminal and be prepared to act like one.

Paradox: to embrace Chaos is not slide towards Entropy but to emerge into an energy like stars, a pattern of instantaneous grace - a spontaneous organic order completely different from the carrion pyramids of sultans, muftis, cadis & grinning executioners.

After Chaos comes Eros - the principle of order implicit in the nothingness of the unqualified One. Love is structure, system, the only code untainted by slavery & drugged sleep. We must become crooks & con-men to protect its spiritual beauty in a bezel of clandestinity, a hidden garden of espionage