And when I die, weep not for me
But place my ashes in the soil
And plant over me a fine, young tree
As it grows, it will be nourished by me
I shall be part of it.
The grass that grows,
the flowers that bloom,
Bee, birds and Animals shall make
their nests Within my arms
And nourish themselves upon my flesh
I shall become part of them also
And I shall never die
For I will be part
of all living, growing Things - Eternally.
Books in PDF format to read:
Stephen Flowers - Black RunaVovim Baghie - The Grand Satanic Ritual
Anton Szandor Lavey - The Satanic Rituals
George Robert Stowe Mead - A Mithraic Ritual
