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October 3 (Sol) Liber VII, Cap. IV, v. 9-17

Scheduled Pinned Locked Moved Meditation of the Day - Thelemic Tefilah
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    **9. I am like a wounded bird flapping in circles.
    10. Who knows where I shall fall?
    12. Let me fall, fall down, fall away, afar, alone!
    13. Let me fall!
    14. Nor is there any rest, Sweet Heart, save in the cradle of royal Bacchus, the thigh of the most Holy One.
    15. There rest, under the canopy of night.
    16. Uranus chid Eros; Marsyas chid Olympas; I chid my beautiful lover with his sunray mane; shall I not sing?
    17. Shall not mine incantations bring around me the wonderful company of the wood-gods, their bodies glistening with the ointment of moonlight and honey and myrrh?
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      **9. I am like a wounded bird flapping in circles.
      10. Who knows where I shall fall?
      12. Let me fall, fall down, fall away, afar, alone!
      13. Let me fall!
      14. Nor is there any rest, Sweet Heart, save in the cradle of royal Bacchus, the thigh of the most Holy One.
      15. There rest, under the canopy of night.
      16. Uranus chid Eros; Marsyas chid Olympas; I chid my beautiful lover with his sunray mane; shall I not sing?
      17. Shall not mine incantations bring around me the wonderful company of the wood-gods, their bodies glistening with the ointment of moonlight and honey and myrrh?
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      Our efforts rooted in “self” (ego centered in lower aspects of consciousness) and our own intellect leaves us at an initial disadvantage and without a compass to find peace as in the wounded bird, attributed to air (intellect), flapping laboriously without reaching its destination. Here in uncertainty only recognizing the situation and accepting reality for what it is progresses our situation. Within this book of the influence of the sun perhaps the afflicted point of view is indeed wounded, flapping aimlessly, and with its only hope in surrendering.

      Royal Bacchus furthers the solar attributes and along with its ecstatic nature which displays where the ego consciousness must rest and find identification. The sun is usually indicative of day, but the rest found herein abides under the canopy of night. This brings to mind the stars (suns) in the universe and our union in the expansive concept of eternity. Here we play and court our own inner Sun as children dancing in the woods joining all of nature in the love and invoking of the Light.

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