This man would like to know who I am.
Did I not tell him who I was and who I am?
I did not say who I will be. I will be Phanes.
I will dissolve myself in his splendor when this man dies.
I do not die, I am already Phanes, not a man but a flame of God.
I was more earthy than earth.
I was subterranean, I grew upward, I grew through this man. I overcame him.
I am his work, what he has lived. He is not I.
He belongs to earth.
Phanes is the eternal fire, the encompassing blaze, that has will become invisible and visible, the eternal dawning. ~Philemon, The Black Books, Vol. VI, Page 297