Sophia · the fall of Wisdom

The last and outermost aeon, who wants to know the Depth directly, immediately, and alone — without her partner and without the mediation the others accept. The reach tears her out of the fullness; what she brings forth by herself is formless; her grief and turning become the substance the lower world condenses from.

Every source is careful that this is NOT a sin. It is love in excess of its measure — and that choice, to make the origin of the cosmos an excess rather than a crime, is the deepest structural rhyme with Lurianic Kabbalah in the entire annex.