Goat, Goat, what a tremendous adventure!
Azazel is only the Jewish name for you. Aigokeros! Your stars were formed by the Workman, and I am formed of your stars more than any other stars set by Him. My office, and the office of all those of your nature, is to unite two worlds, which are thought separate, and to take the child borne of their unification, and to give him form, which is strength, and to give him love, which is to temper.
Those borne of your Sphere initiate death and rebirth, transformation, and a wisdom teachable. We lay foundations deep in the earth that enable new forms to rise. Those too, in time, must die, but never do we begin again from whence we came.
It is for the love of she who knows me that I work. None but her shall truly behold me, as I was, am, and will become. Only she can inflame my passion. Together in secret places we embrace and dance our joyous dance of creation. And when our forms grow weak, and death comes, there will yet be love, many times over.
-Aaron David, Day of Jupiter, Hour of the Moon, Lunar Day 25, Lunar Mansion Al Fargh al-Awwal, Moon in Pisces