The butterflies are beautiful, fragile and free. Like intoxicating memories of days long gone, yet captured forever with the mind's desire.... Thus to preserve the sembiance of their beauty and elegance we shall purposely kill them and embalm them, and make them durable, strong and everlasting. The sacredness of purpose to kill in order to love is frightfully unsurpassed! Yet again we may realize the wishless liberation and, despite the desire to have, we let the butterflies free, and let us fly away with butterflies and thus experience the ease of contentment of letting go...
The excerpt from "The Revelation of the St. Butterfly: The path to Initiation. Book of Liberation. Chapter XXVI."
