Liber LXV, Cap. IV, v. 57-58
57. Thou criest like a white cat upon the roof of the Universe; there is none to answer Thee.
58. Thou art like a lonely pillar in the midst of the sea; there is none to behold Thee, O Thou who beholdest all!
Ultimate Truth of the Self: divine Solitude (Kether, Ipsissimus)
The Adept has become (is aware of herself as) as a lonely pillar in the midst of the sea.