September 28 (Jupiter) Liber VII, Cap. III, v. 27-37
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**27. Then said Ithuriel the strong; let Us also worship this invisible marvel!
28. So did they, and the archangels swept over the heaven.
29. Strange and mystic, like a yellow priest invoking mighty flights of great grey birds from the North, so do I stand and invoke Thee!
30. Let them obscure not the sun with their wings and their clamour!
31. Take away form and its following!
32. I am still.
33. Thou art like an osprey among the rice, I am the great red pelican in the sunset waters.
34. I am like a black eunuch; and Thou art the scimitar. I smite off the head of the light one, the breaker of bread and salt.
35. Yea! I smite — and the blood makes as it were a sunset on the lapis lazuli of the King's Bedchamber.
36. I smite. The whole world is broken up into a mighty wind, and a voice cries aloud in a tongue that men cannot speak.
37. I know that awful sound of primal joy; let us follow on the wings of the gale even unto the holy house of Hathor; let us offer the five jewels of the cow upon her altar!
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The commentary helps a bit here. From the previous verses the scene is from highness and maybe sourced in the heavens. The archangels come into the space and an invocation is given. Form gives way here, a state of mind, I imagine, with much of the layers of consciousness peeled back to a central stillness. This state of consciousness flips around the poles so to speak the “whole world is broken up” at the realization of this new perception. The earthy parts shatter giving their energy to the higher parts of consciousness. And this to still be gathered up and offered on the altar of Hathor.
There is interesting technique here in the mind’s outset from the beginning, setting up of the space, invoking the highest, then getting out of the way, and within this text, tuning in to the energy here outflowing. It is expresses itself here as a bit of the lightning flash breaking everything up the material and infusing the higher parts of consciousness. The energy is the same and the planes of consciousness interpret it differently. Here, as an expression of the state of mind, a sacrifice (a making sacred) of a valuable possession is given on the altar to a goddess of beauty and love.