07/28/17 - (Fire) Liber LXV, Cap. IV, v. 42-44
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Liber LXV, Cap. IV, v. 42-44
42. There is a deep taint beneath the ineffable bliss; it is the taint of generation.
43. Yea, though the flower wave bright in the sunshine, the root is deep in the darkness of earth.
44. Praise to thee, O beautiful dark earth, thou art the mother of a million myriads of myriads of flowers. -
42 The “deep taint of generation” –various harsh, “raw” aspects of biological life/survival, in Mal’kooth.
43 Liber Tzaddi; the Sacred Earth
44 Indeed, the earth, that seems “rough”, etc., is a Temple – one huge Body – a vehicle for manifesting Beauty ineffable. There’s no “good” or “bad” anything by itself, it’s all about Function and Relation.