04/11/17 - (Earth) Liber LXV, Cap. I, v. 1
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Liber LXV, Cap. I, v. 1
- I am the Heart; and the Snake is entwined/ About the invisible core of the mind./ Rise, O my snake! It is now is the hour/ Of the hooded and holy ineffable flower./ Rise, O my snake, into brilliance of bloom/ On the corpse of Osiris afloat in the tomb!/ O heart of my mother, my sister, mine own,/ Thou art given to Nile, to the terror Typhon!/ Ah me! but the glory of ravening storm/ Enswathes thee and wraps thee in frenzy of form./ Be still, O my soul! that the spell may dissolve/ As the wands are upraised, and the æons revolve./ Behold! in my beauty how joyous Thou art,/ O Snake that caresses the crown of mine heart!/ Behold! we are one, and the tempest of years/ Goes down to the dusk, and the Beetle appears./ O Beetle! the drone of Thy dolorous note/ Be ever the trance of this tremulous throat!/ I await the awaking! The summons on high/ From the Lord Adonai, from the Lord Adonai!
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Performed the Earth Pentagram Ritual for the first time prior to reading.
The quite stark impression it all left me with is - I seemed start to suspect that the body, far from being a gnostic curse, is actually the vehicle /chariot for your will - your angel to manifest and redeem the world . -
I used to feel like
Earth's gravity
Was pulling me down,
Wrapping me in a prison of flesh
Preparing for me a prison of dirt.Then I saw a crocus
Emerge from the frosty ground,
Stand proud and lusty
In the crisp spring air,
And present three rusty stigmata
To the rusty sun.We are the nurturing soil
The foundational root
The stem and bud and petalThe saffron plucked
The golden plate
The cook, the meal, and the devourerThe working hand,
The dying king
The midnight sun rebornSome notes are only played one time,
But ours is a song that never ends. -
I'm taken by how... full of life this feels, full to the point of bursting. There's a sense of intoxication, of a very present mortal perspective that has voluntarily given itself wholly to something much bigger, and is enraptured by that.
Liber 7 has been standing out in my mind lately, and despite the many similarities between the texts, this still contrasts quite a lot with that.
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"invisible core of the mind": the essence of self-awareness.
"Be still" & "Behold": two main instructions = silence/harmony/peace and observe/see (i.e. respect the perception that senses present in its own way, be present to it and in it)
"I await": patience, receptivity.
