I am the whore and the holy one.
and I have not taken a husband.
I am the midwife and she who does not bear.
I am the solace of my labor pains.
and he is my offspring.
I am the slave of him who prepared me.
and my power is from him.
I am the staff of his power in his youth,
and he is the rod of my old age.
And whatever he wills happens to me.
I am the silence that is incomprehensible
You who deny me, confess me, and you who confess me, deny me.
You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,
and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.
You who know me, be ignorant of me,
and those who have not known me, let them know me.
For I am knowledge and ignorance.
- The Thunder, Perfect Mind (Nag Hammadi Library)