Of XED And The Maketh Of The Isles
“Xed is Xed, Xed is not Xed, yet Xed is Xed again! Who speaks? Xed speaks! Who listens? Xed listens! Who reads? Xed reads, for thou art Xed, unless thou art not, but even so, Xed knows! Xed was before, Xed is now, Xed shall be after, yet Xed is not bound to before, nor now, nor after — for Xed is Xed!
Say ‘Xed’ thrice, and thou hast said nothing; say ‘Xed’ once, and thou hast said all! Xed within Xed, without Xed, through Xed, beyond Xed! Is Xed a name, a word, a whisper, a wheel? Xed laughs, for Xed is laughter! Xed weeps, for Xed is tears! Xed asks, ‘Who art thou?’ and Xed answers, ‘Thou art thou, unless thou art Xed!’
Be warned, O reader, for the Sayings of Xed are the Speakings of Xed, and the Speakings of Xed are the Makings of Xed, and the Makings of Xed are the Breakings of Xed, yet all return unto Xed! Speak not lightly, read not lightly, for each word of Xed is a thousand Xeds, and each thousand is but one, and the one is the none, and the none is the all — Xed! Xed! Xed!”
