May 23 (Air) Liber LXV, Cap II, v. 30-32
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30. I saw a pale sad boy that lay upon the marble in the sunlight, and wept. By his side was the forgotten lute. Ah! but he wept.
31. Then came an eagle from the abyss of glory and overshadowed him. So black was the shadow that he was no more visible.
32. But I heard the lute lively discoursing through the blue still air. -
Yes - very clearly stated. A new section in the text.
This underscores to me that in giving all we have to anything (the Great Work being the most noble probably or maybe even the only thing) there comes periods of sadness and loss. This may even what takes up most of what we perceive of time while we struggle with our own natures.
There are periods of exaltation though which bring us back to eternity, remind us of immortality, and again raise us to kingship of the universe. Also, perhaps this is not possible without the former. The heights without the lows. The destination without the starting point. Existence is pure joy.
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Yeah, sorry for the ***** fit.
I'm just the type to want to make room for the interplay of the symbols and my own unconscious. There's what it means, and there's the sort of Rorschach Test of the story my unconscious makes with those symbols. How I react to it.
There's a bit coming up where a young boy gets lovingly ravished by a male god. That's kind of messed up. Or is it? What does it mean symbolically? What may I learn of my own progress with the reality behind these symbols by my reaction to them?
And not least: What's my "in this moment" word from them?
"It is certain that every letter of this cipher hath some value; but who shall determine the value? For it varieth ever, according to the subtlety of Him that made it."
