Kindle Notes & Highlights
But to this notion of bloodletting and the material transmutation of forms there corresponds an idea of purification. It has to do with isolating the very essence of any sensual ecstasy experienced momentarily and individually by the priest, so that this explosion and this rapid outburst of frenzy may return, unencumbered by matter, to the first principle from which it’s been born.
And all this, revealing the frightful aspect of a religion nonetheless monotheist, proves that God himself becomes only what one makes of him.
the day comes when everything coheres, when the sun’s blood fills his head like dew, and each droplet of solar dew becomes an energy and an idea.
And it’s hard to reascend to God via the graded road of the organs, when those organs fix us within the world we inhabit and tend to make us believe in its sole reality.
God is thought of in the consciousness, not the cosmic consciousness, but the individual consciousness, and, as for a consciousness thinking in images and forms, can it ever be said that there’s any man who hasn’t ended up taking his images for his thoughts?

