XXIV Gate: Greed

Today is the 25 November, XXIV gate, Netzach in Briah in the week of Hubris.
Coming up to this point require some time. Those 23 gates behind me, are already open, but each and every day I still need to walk trough them. Is a long walk in this dark corridor.
A new day is a new challenge and the same question mark: can I pass trough also this time?
For sure, my reader, this can appear to be a rhetoric question: but it is not. This is a real enterprise, an adventure.
I'm going trough fire and ice.
And more I'm experiencing and more I want of it.
I feel a sort of exaltation, a sensation that I can manage all those trial and become finally “free”.
I'm born to be free. I want to be free. Liberty.
I want more of this. Even more you can imagine, ever more !

Fire or Ice.
What is this?!
Oh yes. today is fire.

The gate is made of burning flames.
“What is your name?” I ask imperious.
He answer “Wild fervor”.

I don't understand the name.
If I don't know the name, I think within myself, I cannot dominate it. I will never pass.
The gate burns.
His flames have a hypnotic power, I discover myself to be lost within, becoming part of them, part of the gate.
I'm the gate.

I'm a majestic gate the XXIV, Son of the Red hubris, Lord of the Black Scorpion.
I contemplate this poor man in front of me.
He believe to be important, maybe absolutely all-powerful.
And now he want to challenge ME.
Ha!
how look stupid...
he don't know my name, or my real nature.
I'm the GREED, the begin and the end of the journey

This is too much. Suddenly I return in my self. Still I don't understand.
Today is different from the previous days, why?
The only point that is clear to me is that this all is completely confused.

I'm confuse.
Something here is not logical, don't fits with the world of Briah, based on the square foot of the mind.
This gate made of flame...
Is something I could expect to find in Yetzirah, a world of passions.

I try to see better. And, in fact, something is inside the gate. A form, a female form forged in the flames. A gorgeous body is coming out. He is exactly how I have always desired a woman to be.
Only now I understand that every other female was only a spectral projection of her. Because she is exactly what I want, formed by the matter of my own mind.
Yes!
She is coming out for me. This is the reward for the journey. Finally I see it.
She will mine!
I run to take her, heedless of the fire that could burn me.
I want to possess her.
Because she demonstrate that my troughs have power. That I have power...

that I exist.

I run.
The separation is intolerable.
Unbearable...

I will be one with her. I will be one. I will be... I will... I ...
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This is nothing in front of me.
Nothing.
Behind me is a extinct gate