Tea Cake, The Son Of

Gods Always Love The People Who Make 'em.

Gods Always Behave Like The People Who Make Them.

Most Things Are Born In The Mothering Darkness And Most Things Die. Darkness Is The Womb Of Creation, My Boy. But The Sun With His Seven Horns Of Flame Is The Father Of Life.

The Man Who Interprets Nature Is Always Held In Great Honor.

Tea Cake, The Son Of The Evening Sun, Had To Die For Loving Her.