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08/29/17 - (Spirit) Liber LXV, Cap. V, v. 43-44

Scheduled Pinned Locked Moved Meditation of the Day - Thelemic Tefilah
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    Liber LXV, Cap. V, v. 43-44
    43. Adonai, divine Adonai, let Adonai initiate refulgent dalliance! Thus I concealed the name of Her name that inspireth my rapture, the scent of whose body bewildereth the soul, the light of whose soul abaseth this body unto the beasts.
    44. I have sucked out the blood with my lips; I have drained Her beauty of its sustenance; I have abased Her before me, I have mastered Her, I have possessed Her, and Her life is within me. In Her blood I inscribe the secret riddles of the Sphinx of the Gods, that none shall understand, — save only the pure and voluptuous, the chaste and obscene, the androgyne and the gynander that have passed beyond the bars of the prison that the old Slime of Khem set up in the Gates of Amennti.

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    43 - the Holy Earth, the Resplendent Temple

    44 - the Adept consumes the experience in Assiah in its fullest.

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    1. Adonai,** D**ivine Adonai,Let Adonai Initiate Refulgent Dalliance! Thus I concealed the name of Her name that inspireth my rapture, the scent of whose body bewildereth the soul, the light of whose soul abaseth this body unto the beasts.

    2. I have sucked out the blood with my lips; I have drained Her beauty of its sustenance; I have abased Her before me, I have mastered Her, I have possessed Her, and Her life is within me. In Her blood I inscribe the secret riddles of the Sphinx of the Gods, that none shall understand, — save only the pure and voluptuous, the chaste and obscene, the androgyne and the gynander that have passed beyond the bars of the prison that the old Slime of Khem set up in the Gates of Amennti.
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    Ada Laird, A.C.'s mistress at the time.
    The import here is that there is nothing "incidental", nothing "outside" the relationship between the Angel and the Adept. The Muse as it manifests through a particular human Other, a Lover that inspires us ( with all the particulars of it, and the human-oh-so-human aspects of that relationship) - it is all part of this single Love, the Relationship between the Adept and her Angel. It's both particular (intimate, personal) and universal. There's really no contradiction.
    The division between the sacred and the profane does not exist any more (it was a necessary perspective before, a stage on the Path; it's dissolved now, spontaneously and naturally, as the synthesis process of Chapter 5 takes place)

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