9 August (Fire) Liber LXV, 4:64-65
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64. O my darling, I also wait for the brilliance of the hour ineffable, when the universe shall be like a girdle for the midst of the ray of our love, extending beyond the permitted end of the endless One.
65. Then, O thou heart, will I the serpent eat thee wholly up; yea, I will eat thee wholly up. -
Sounds like an identification with Eternity and the Angel. The Aspirant becomes the Master who then becomes the Angel? Over my head as far as a realization, but the idea of Union is something I can at least peek at.
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64. O my darling, I also wait for the brilliance of the hour ineffable, when the universe shall be like a girdle for the midst of the ray of our love, extending beyond the permitted end of the endless One.
Okay, I gotta say, but this just strikes me as one trans-cosmic erection: the ray of our love, extending beyond the permitted end of the endless One... Is that a gun you've got in that girdle, or are you just glad to see me?
65. Then, O thou heart, will I the serpent eat thee wholly up; yea, I will eat thee wholly up.
There is a joke, usually told about a prostitute who says the punch-line, something along the lines of: be like the candy, melt in my mouth, not in my hand!
How dare I?! I feel like I've been very disrespectful, but these are my associations. And what's more, the more I think about them, the more appropriate they seem. These are not dirty thoughts, irreverent maybe, and gloriously transgressive, challenging even me to lighten up and enjoy the joke while still taking seriously the image, but definitely not low and profane.
Love and Will