January 14 (Heru-Ra-Ha) Liber L., Cap. III, v. 10-11
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**10. Get the stélé of revealing itself; set it in thy secret temple — and that temple is already aright disposed — & it shall be your Kiblah for ever. It shall not fade, but miraculous colour shall come back to it day after day. Close it in locked glass for a proof to the world.
11. This shall be your only proof. I forbid argument. Conquer! That is enough. I will make easy to you the abstruction from the ill-ordered house in the Victorious City. Thou shalt thyself convey it with worship, o prophet, though thou likest it not. Thou shalt have danger & trouble. Ra-Hoor-Khu is with thee. Worship me with fire & blood; worship me with swords & with spears. Let the woman be girt with a sword before me: let blood flow to my name. Trample down the Heathen; be upon them, o warrior, I will give you of their flesh to eat!
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@Heru-Ra-Ha said
"10. Get the stélé of revealing itself; set it in thy secret temple — and that temple is already aright disposed — & it shall be your Kiblah for ever. It shall not fade, but miraculous colour shall come back to it day after day. Close it in locked glass for a proof to the world."
Broadly - my thoughts here initially are to treat this as a direction on how to compose the inner adytum. However, ..."that temple is already aright disposed..." and so this speaks to the temple that is built and functioning as needed or intended, so to speak. With this done the stélé of revealing, with its associated symbolism, is placed in the Temple and thus guides the direction of our adorations amongst other things. It never becomes an unsuitable Kiblah. It stays vibrant, I think in part, because of our shared consciousness and the focus directed at it.
@GabrielO said
"11. This shall be your only proof. I forbid argument. Conquer! That is enough. I will make easy to you the abstruction from the ill-ordered house in the Victorious City. Thou shalt thyself convey it with worship, o prophet, though thou likest it not. Thou shalt have danger & trouble. Ra-Hoor-Khu is with thee. Worship me with fire & blood; worship me with swords & with spears."
Proof to the world or our own proof? Probably both and I can only really fathom this as being some way in which the vibrancy and color is displayed to others in the course of our lives which provides for our own proof as well. The tone has been commanding in this text and continues here which I'm sure AC's the personality didn't like. In the conquering and warring against incompatible things there is danger and trouble. Worship is done with a force and with passion which interestingly is the manner in which "abstruction from the ill-ordered hourse in the Victorious City" is made easy. Danger is promised. Trouble is promised. Also the presence of Ra-Hoor-Khu through it.
One interesting thing to me that is a seed to work out is that Victory is attributed to Netzach as is force to a degree and passion. The ill-ordered nature of Netzach is avoided through worship with fire and blood. These seem to all have Netzach attributions and points to a balancing of that sphere within us by a controlled and focus use of its natures. There are other facets to this I'm sure, but that currently that raises something for me to look into more.
"Let the woman be girt with a sword before me: let blood flow to my name. Trample down the Heathen; be upon them, o warrior, I will give you of their flesh to eat!"
One way to read this is the woman as the subconscious which is an interesting line of thought. The conscious mind is normally attributed to focus and discernment. However, the subconscious may be trained as well girt with a sword for discernment and focused power. Also, this can be attributed to the female as well who, in this system, also much more empowered than in others and also in general in the world during the time of its writing. With discernment of what is incompatible with our will, the Heathen, we mercilessly trample them and seek them out. Trampling usually occurs beneath the feet, near the earth, furthermore shedding of forms that have outlived their useless which in turn release the energy they've locked up to nourish us.