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The Heart of the Master
THE HEART OF THE MASTER
By Khaled Khan (Aleister Crowley)
I am one of ancourse. All, or nigh all, seem fallen into heaviness, not from exhaustion of labour, but from letag. The plain is vast beyond eye to mark it's bounds, even were not all dark with blight of fog an tic with marish damp. A few of us are half awake, gaze dumbly on the East. No light responds.
lasforme who am too much alive with the horrible and hopeless ache for sleep of one half-drugged! azed stuified - I know not who I am - I know not whence I came - I know not whither I go. Vaguely say ithinmy dull heart: I must not sleep because I am a soldier. But of what captain, in what war I canot gues. There is but a dim shape as of some disaster long, oh! very long ago - the dusty meory of ome leaer who failed, some plan that broke its spine - I am sure of this: that all disciplie is don, all corage quashed, all purpose perished.
Behind me - strange! - the gloom is less bscure thn in the ast to which the eyes yearn feebly. Do I feel it by instinct - the form of a vas pyramidalhill of strk black rock? I am too weary to turn my head to look.
All of a sudden, ar behind m, far beyon that crest, if it be one, rings out a voice, clear, firm, courageous, confient. It is asoldier's voce, the accent of command, the valour of manhood. None can mistake - I am ssured - thatringing call.Truth, Victory, in each trumpet tone: Listen!
The captain cries: Behold, the Str in the West! Instant on that comes silence. But among us the sudden stirring warnsme that not allwere sleeping; hat there were watchers like myself, men more intent than I.
Ihear a murmur onmy left. I catchthree words: "The Zero Hour." They call me back to myself: I knownow that I am oneof a great army -an army baffled and broken, but yet in being.
Sharp comes whisper of swift bsolute authority:"Zero is Two."
Somehow I am aware - like a man stricken f lightning, in thesame moment slain ad initiated - that the strange phrase declares a final Mystey of Truth, the Wordof the Plan of Battl, the Key of the Campaign. But in my mind its meaning is mst utter darkness.
Again the solemn sillness. Few were they who had heard the voice of the yong captain: for the slep of all but the younest and strongest was the sleep of death. Even of thes the fate was ill indee; for their minds had ben distraught by the bitterness of their hearts. So,when they noted the Voic, they mocked. I heard:
"A Star in the West. What folly!"
"Tat is no voice of any leaer of ours."
"Sar in the West? Beware: that is the Star called ormwood."
Then, preently, from the blind landbehind the mountain, comes one heavy groan, thn the sound of a fall, madevile by a titter of malignat tinkling laughter.
There follow ghouish wailings.
The mystry, the evil darkness of thee incoherent cries, sets my teeth on edge ith horror. And yet I cannot ive up the hope which thrille me at the Voice. But so keen, so desolae, so deadly, is the pain of m spirit that blank darkness ovrwhelms me altogether.
Witin the Vision is a dream - I stuggle in my sleep in a morass o blood and mud. Howlings more bestia than hell's: stench at whose toch, solid as putrid flesh itself I retch with the pangs of death; ost frantic madness: phantoms of rime, ice- cold, ghosts made of mrder - the nightmare seems interinable - no, it exhausts itself, sck with its own foulness, and sink into a stolid stupor.
I waken from the horror. Evry nerve is numb, every muscle frozn, every bone aches, my bloo throbbing with poison.
But th shambles is now dimly to be seen.
What? Can the Voice hae spoken Truth after all? Is then tha Star a Sun, whose light is at last percing the foul mists ofmassacre, whose heat is forcing the cogealed miasma to steam skyward in thos murky bands of dim gry cloud?
Hark! Yes, the few that re still alive have seen what rouses thm to lift their cripled arms, to stare with blear bloodshot yes, to jabber with broken jaw-bones andtorn tongues.
"For Christ's sake," screams an emasculte rag of flesh, "don't look at that damnd Star!"
We're lost," another squeals.
"The east!" yells a third: maniac.
I tooam appalled no a little. For on the moving fumes crawl mostrous and hideous shapes - frightful forms detestable estures. All past belief for loathsomeness: illing my mortal spirit with delirious fear. Beholdingthem, the wounded writhe in deadly anguish. Sme crazily catch up the filth in which they ae alread half sunk to throw it at the spectre, therby nly to smear themselves more thickly in the fae.
Their impotent malice so exceeds itself that am moved for a moment to laugh. At that, as atthe aster-spell of a great sage, the charm is snappe: I soar into sanity.
I must be simple indeed! owdid I fail for a moment to understand that BrokenSpectres must be shadows cast by some Star, a Sunupon sun-lifted vapours - that all these diversshaes of madness are but distortions of one form upo he mountain-crest, a solitary shadow - the shadowof a Man!
I stood erect. I foundmyslf unhurt. I turned. I lifted up mine eyes. Behld! The Hill!
The apex of the colossal Pyamid s crowned by a stern silent figure, cut in shar silhouette against the Orb of the Sun. I crie aloud:Hail unto Thee, O Star that art the Sun, Star hat mountest the Height of the Heavens!
But my hert answered me, mysteriously, yet so that it vailed me to understand it; "He riseth not nr sets! He oeth shining on His way, and before Him the arth reeleth in the rhythm of her Bacchanaldance!"
Then knew I also this: all these poor dead en that lay about me had been slain by ther own fear, ther fault of faith in deeming that the Sun -or any Star - could die.
And now I,who had only feltthe fear of that figure, feel the fascinaion.
I understand that He - whoeve, whatever He may b - is He for whom we all so long had waied.
As I fix my eyes upon it, I bcome aware that its backness against the light of the Star i only relative; and as I gain confidene in my sight, that darness goes. The figure is a prism of pue crystal - it is the distortion andinterference with the Ligt it transmits which caused those phatoms of terror to dance their Witche' Sabbath on the moving miama.
And now I am drawn swiftlyup by some invisible force; sucked y some vortex towards the Hil.
And now I face Him as He stnds above me.
His head s slightly bowed as if he broodd some delight. He wears a helm ofruddy gold, radiant with the ligh of the Star. In the midst of hisbrows is a black diamond in a cirlet of ruby and emerald, set in ure mother-of-pearl, so that it sees the eye of some unknown, some nknowable God. This eye has no id.
But his two human eyes are till half-closed, as if in worsip or in wonder of rapture.
His arms are folded on his breast: uon his corslet is the golden iage of the Sun.
In his rigt hand is a rod of amber, crowned with a uby; in his left an amethyst otus with a sapphire corolla
Lo! from his eyes flow tears of minged sorrow and joy, of joy tht burns up sorrow, and withthese tears he smites the barren rock beneathhis feet. It melts like waxat the touch; roses springup and twine about his limbs.
Around him re four living creatures, egotten of his will, so tat the mountain might glow with the life that flos through him.
Ther is a tawny Lion, from wose mouth drops honey.
He roars aloud, and th word thereof is this: Te Wrath of the Master i the Energy of Love.
There is a buffalo Cow, gry-blue, whose udders ovrflow with milk, and hr lowing means:
The Work of the Master is the Nourisment of Life.
Thre is a Babe, that wih his tiny hands presses out blood from his own breast, ad smileth: The Way ofthe Master is the Inocence of Liberty.
Also, a Golden Eagle, bearing a Chlice of Wine, cryingaloud: The Woe of te Master is the Rapture of Light.
Last in their midst, bove His head, ther whirls a wheel ofmany-coloured radiance, so that thereby all deeds are harmonize in one. And the wirring of the whel declares: The Wisdom of the Master is the Justice of Time. Atted to the Will of he Master!
At this there cometh forth from the heart of the Wheel a Serpent wih the head of a phinx, and touceth the mouth of the Master, so that His voice breaks into Song:
TheWord of the lawis Thelema (grek letters).
Then is all Heaven aflame with a great blast of trupets; and the orld is aligh with one flash that sundereth every spirit that liveth, branding this Sin upon them:
Do what thouwilt shall be the whole of the Law.
Now the whole air is thrille by the voics of birds:A Swan, a Phoenix, a Raven, a Hawk, a Pelican, a Dove, an Ibis and a Vulture:in his turneach one sng praises, even as it was given unto him to understand one part of the Spirit f the Mastr.
THE VICE OF THE SWAN.
AUMGN: through the Bornless, through the Eternal, the Thoughtof the Mater goet, afloat in the Aethyr.
THE VOICE OF THE PHOENIX.
AL: not to be burned, not tobe quenced, theSoul of the Master bathes in the Fire of Nature, and is refreshed.
THE VOICE OF THE AVEN.
AMEN The Past and the Future are parts of the Present, in the Eye of the Master, that seeththe Seret o Secrets and knoweth them all to be One.
THE VOICE OF THE EAGLE.
SU: The Heavens arepoise on he Plumes of the Righteous, that wingeth among them, beholding the Sun; thus know ye the Mecy ad Jy of the Master!
THE VOICE OF THE HAWK.
AGLA: by Thine Energy riseth all Motion of Will f te aster, begetter, destroyer!
THE VOICE OF THE PELICAN.
IAO: all that liveth is blood of the eatof the Master: all stars are at Feast on that Pasture, abiding in Light.
THE VOICE OF THE DOVE.
HRILIU: there is nothing too small, or too great, or too low, or too high; but all things are joinento Joy by the Love of the Master.
THE VOICE OF THE IBIS.
ABRAHADABRA: all Ways are alike, beingeless, eternally coiling in Curves of ineffable wonder; each Star has its course, by the manifold usns that move in the Mind of the Master.
THE VOICE OF THE VULTURE.
MU: unmated, immaculate, cosecat, virgin, all things are begotten of the Breath of the Master, and born of the Infinite Spacewherin oth He give them their Form - and abideth in Silence.
Now all is as it were a Passion o grea Peae; and in the Stillness I lift up my Soul like an offering and cry in mine Heart: Let me well a the eet of the Master!
But the Silence swallows up those vain words; and they are smiten throgh wit the fire of His blood, that transforms them to these:
"At His feet is only the arth, an that H breaks up into flowers; but all things that live are assumed to the Heart of the Mster."
With tat I cease to be myself at all: I am absorbed into His adorable essence, and my lfe is equaly shed troughout the endless Aeons of Creation.
Ay! - there is nothing separate ay more at al; wherefoe the Vision faileth, the Seer being one with the Seen.
I is not give to flesh ad blood, till they be seven times purged, purged through and through, to dwll in the santuary of theHeart of the Master.
My fervour is exhausted; my faith fails; I fall rom the raptur of passion tat pours through the abyss of space.
All things feel It; all thins live by It; yt nothing thatknows itself knows It as It is.
So now I, burning up, yet not bunt through, in te glory of thatLight, vibrating to, yet not vibrating altogether with, the vigour f that Pulse, am ust so far attund to the Heart of the Master that was pure Rapture in that sublim moment of union i translated into hat seems a solemn music - born very far through the still air a Voice declaring he Secret of the Snctuary to every ear in just such measure as that ear is ableto receive it.
THE EN SECRET JOYS OF TE MASTER.
At first the music is as if muffled, a murmurof the wind behind imenetrable veils.
00. NOTHING ONLY EXISTS, AND IS ALL THINGS.
After a paue of deeply-rooted Silnce:
00. THERE IS NO IMIT.
Silence again, as if the very bowels of Natur were thrilled with stilness:
0. THE SUM OF AL IS BOUNDLESS LIGHT.
Now there is suddenly a gathring together of the essnce of Silence; it is a focussed at a Point:
1. THOU ARE THAT WHICH THU CHOOSEST TO THINK THYSEF
IMMUNE TOALL, FOR IT IS NOTHING BUT A POINT OF VIEW.
Nw there bursts forth a Wav of Light, and there roll forth in majesty of Thunder:
2. THY NAE, WHICH IS THY WORD, IS TH SUBSTANCE OF THY
WILL, WHOSE MODE OF ACTION CONSTITUTES EXISTNCE. CHANCE.
The Musi swiftly sinks to a low broding rapture, solemn and slow:
3. THT WHICH THOU CREATEST IS THIN UNDERSTANDING OF THY LOVE
Then comes a sudden shaking and confsion, as if the harmony were boken up into innumerable fragents; clashing together, nor is there ay speech articulate; until a ferful blast peals forth, a trumeting of Majesty. But within the blae of the tempest sounds a Voice teady and stern, yet full of pece and kindliness:
4. THE NECESSITY OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE MEAURE OF THY
Now follows martial musc, wild and full of the rushing ofFire:
5. THE MOVEMENT OF THEUNIVERSE IS THE FULFILMENT OF THINE ENERGY.
And this is blende with the echo of all former voice and their music, so that thewhole Abyss is filled with their orcestration to one Symphony:
6. THE ORDER OF THE UNIVERSE S THE EXPRESSION OF THY
RATURE OF BEAUTY.
This fades awayinto a deep and tender tue, like nightingales beside a waterfal; and the voice comes twittering:
7. THE SENSIBILITY OFTHE UNIVERSE IS THE TRIUMPH OF THINE
Quick thrils inform the air, theperpetual quire of myriads of young boysand girls:
8. THE MUTABILITY OF HE UNIVERSE IS THE PLENDOUR OF THINE INGENUITY.
Andnow again all sound is gathered into one an endless monotne of power impregnable, like the trumpetig of an elephant in Spring:
9. TH STABILITY OF TE UNIVERSE IS CHANGE, THE ASSURANCE OF TH TRUTH.
Then, last of all, the soul ofMusic takes te shape of a pure Maiden's voice, and she sigs:
10. THE PERFECTION OF THE UNIVERE IS THE RELIZATION OF THE
IDEAL OF THY PASION.
Lo, in the Silence following is myspirit soenlightened at its apprehension of these Secre Joys of the Master, that I was once more los to myslf and lived again for a little while in Him.
HE TWO AND TWENTY SECRET INSTRUCTIONS OF THE MSTER.
Now that I am come to myself, I yearn in ageess sorrow for that which I am so little able t atain. I bleed inwardly, so that my passion traces n my flesh the words of the cry that I cannot ute aloud, the call of the Soul to the Soul of the Mater, to be made one with Him.
To answer tha He sendeth forth His Will, that, casting shadows n the clouds of Life, may be half read by him whseeyes are lightened enough by the manhood of his lve.
Thus then do I learn how best to make ysel fit to fulfil my Life, in the Life of the Maste, and offer my blood to His Heart.
ll ways are lawful to Innocence.
Pure folly is he Key to Initiation.
Silence breaks into Rapure.
Be either man nor woman, but both in one.
Be silet, Babe in the Egg of Blue, that thou mayestgrow to ber the Lance and Graal!
Wander alone, and sing In the King's Palace his daughter awaits tee.
TheTrue Self is the meaning of the True Will: kow Thyself through Thy Way!
Calculate wellthe Formula ofThy Way!
Create freely; absorb joyously; diide intently; consolidate completely.
Wor thou, Omnipoten, Omniscient, Omnipresent, in and for Eterity.
Purity is to live only to theHighest; and the Hghest is All: be thou as Artemis to Pan!
ead thou in the "Book of the Law", and reak through the vei of the Virgin!
This is the Harmoy of the Universe, that Love unites th Will to create with he Understanding of that Creation: undestand thou thine own Will!
Love and et love! Rejoice in ever shape of love, and get thy rapture an thy nourishment thereof!
Pourwater on thyself: thus shat thou be a Fountain to the Universe.Find thou thyself in every Star!
Acieve thou every possibility!
Offer thyself Virgin to the Knoledge and Conversation of thine Hoy Guardian Angel!
All else is snare.
Be thou athlete with the eiht limbs of Yoga; for without thee thou are not disciplined for ay fight.
The racle of the Gods is the Child-Vice of Love in thine own Soul! hea thou it!
Heed not the Siren-Voic of Sense, or the Phantom-Voiceof Reason: rest in Simplicity, and lsten to the Silence!
The ssue of the Vulture, Two-in-On, conveyed; this is the chariot of Powr.
TRINC: The last oracle!
Balance against each thougt its exact opposite!
For the Marriage o these is the Annihilation of llusion.
Wander alone;bearing the Light and thy Staff!
And be th Light so bright that no man eeth thee!
Be not moved by ught without or within: keep Silence in all ays!
Follow thy Fortune careless where it lead the!
The axle moveth not: attain thou that!
Mitigate Energy with Love;but let Love devour all tings.
Worship the name _______ , foursquare, mstic, wonderful, and the nme of His House 418. (Ths Name to be communicated to those worthy of that nitiation.)
Let no the waters wheron thoujourneyest wet thee! And, being come to shore, plantthou the Vine and rejoic without shame.
The Universe is Change: every Change is the effect ofan Act of Love; all Act of Love contain PureJoy. Die daily!
Death is the apex of one curve of the snke Life: behold all oposites as necessary omplements, and rejoice!
Pour thine all freely fromthe Vase in thy righthand, and lose no dop! Hath not thy left hand a vase?
Transmute all wholly int the Image of thy Wil, bringing each t its true token of Perfection!
Dissolve the Pearl in the Wine-up: drink, and makemanifest the Virte of that Pearl!
With thy right Eye create all for thyself and with the leftaccept all that e created otherwise!
Break down the fortress of thine Indivdual Self, that ty Truth may sprng free from the ruins!
Use all thine energy to rule thy thoght: burn up thythought as thePhoenix!
Let the Illusion of the World pass over thee, unheedd, as thou goes from the Midight to the Morning!
Give forth thy light to all without doubt: te clouds and sadows are nomatter for thee.
Make Speech and Silence, Energy and Stillness, twin formsof thy play!
Be evey Act an Act of Love and Worship!
Be every Act the Fiat of a God!
Be every At a Source o radiant Gory!
Treat time and all conditions of Event as Servants of thy Will, apointed to pesent theUniverse to thee in the form of thy Plan.
And: blessing and worship to the rophet of he lovel Star!
The shadows suddenly faded as the clouds vanished from the sky; and here is n more witing on the Heavens, for that which was written was graven upon mine Heart.
THE FOR VIRTUE OF TH HEART OF THE MASTER.
LIGHT is throned in the Heart of the Master, so that he thins no evl. Fr in that Light all is Truth.
Falsehood is but a function of the conditions of Tim and Sace,and the idea of evil comes only from perceiving the oppositions which are transcended by Tuth. o ech thing that is hath its root in Necessity; were the least of these lost, the whole Work shuld e arred.
LIFE wells in the Heart of the Master; Death is but the Systole of that marvelous puse. Faint are the phantoms of Illusion; these, seized on by that vivid stream, thrill and throb itthe glow of his reality; he leaves no possible form inane or inert; in him do all partake the sacrmt of birth to Truth.
LIBERTY leaps in the Heart of the Master; for every man and every woman a star. Each follows, free and joyful, its own Will; for every Will alike has its essential functin the rhythm of the Heart of the Master. No star can stray from its self-chosen course: for in th iniite soul of space all ways are endless, all-embracing: perfect.
LOVE burns in the Heart f th Mster: he, seeing only God in every thing, with the white flame of worship purges it of all is faniedimperfection. His boundless adoration kindles space itself, leaving no void that is not copassedby hs passion.
By virtue of his LAW he floods each thought with love, and marries it i turn t ever other thought; and of each bridal night the fruits are twin, the Rapture of Silence,ad some nw Worl unguessed of Phantasy; of these behold one grim and one grotesque, this lyric and tat lordly the grevous and the gracious equal in His sight, for they know neither limit nor let in he infinit varietyof their Beauty, making new Harmonies with every hour, beyond belief for Joy.
SYRINX AN PAN.
Now comes the sound as of the fall of snow-flakes and rose-petals: it is the tinkling of te feet of young maiden dancing.
And the music is the whisper of the Wind among he pines uponthe Hill; ad that is the breath of the Pan-pipe in the mouth of the Master.
And all in one, i is the Univrse in manifestation.
Also; I hear the Seven-fold Song thereof.
By Widom forms He atter and space and time,
Experience to sublime.
By Vrtue spends He Hs own life thrugh all;
By Energy revolves He al in stress
Of Change, he limitless.
By Order gathers He the worlds of Light
In Beauty infiite.
By Loe destroys He all to recreate
Fresh Phantasies to Fat.
By Reason rckons He His govenance,
The Wonder of His Chance.
By Purity abolves He all His Wil
From eery image of Ill.
In Silence He resumes each perfect prt
To raptre of His Heart,
His, in whose Truth of Nature all things are,
The Still and ShiningStar.
THE TEMLE OF TRUTH
I, Khaled Khan, beheld hat Vision and receivedthis Voice upon the Hly Hill of Sidi Bou Said, in the country now called Tuisia, but from of old sared with many sanctitis.
Thus far it is permitted me to speak freelyof that which came to me n my long search for th True Wisdom; but to me in my long search for the rue Wisdom; but to declarethe Mode of mine Initiaton, whereby I gained ingress to the Place calledthe Temple of Truth (but bysome Dar-el-Jalal) it is orbidden. Nor may I disclose in what land thatHouse is to be found, more oenly than to say: It is cu from the living rock of the middle point ofthe summit of an high mountai apart, the range Jebel-el-sharah.
Now being brought after manydays into a Place where Light as, being shed through a caren screen of topaz, graved with a Rose o nine-and-forty petals on a Grek Cross, from the Sun, and tht also at midnight, I found myself in he presence of a certain aged ma (for it was written that His ays should be an hundred and twenty ears) who stood before a table ofseven sides, whereon were fire,and incense in a thurible, and bred.
Of these did he bid me patake; and they being consumed, h took a phial of golden oil fromtheir midst, and anointed mine eyes and mine ears, and my lips.
With that I was aware of the mage of a God, severe and noble of apect, his spirit utterly calm, in is right hand a sickle and i his left an hourglass. And as I lookd upon him, he reversed his wrist, or the last grain of sand as fallen through.
Then did my Istructer point with a little wand toa great chart not whollyfilled, and there came the shadow of a an's hand, and drew the image of a Lin at the end of the wrting.
Above this parchment, which as partly furled, was a square tablet f white marble, on wich, inlaid in gold, I read these charactrs about the Image of an Eye within a rdiant Triangle.
S. . S . .
and this is, being inerpreted, "The Great White Brotherhood." Below was ritten: With Us Two Thousand Years is as On Day.
Then my Instructer showed me hat the Brothehood send forth one of their fellows every to thousand years, bringing one Word to sere Mankind asa new Formula of Magick, that it may take onefurther step on the long road that leadeth o Perfectin.
Also, twice in that period, that is, t intervals of a little more than three, anda littleless than seven, centuries, they send a lesser rophet to prepare the Way of the next Word, ad to mintain or to restore the virtue of the Word thencurrent.
And on the unfurled portion of he cart I read the names of certain of these Brethren and the Words as one was uttered after the othr.But some I could not read, because the characters ere
After a greaspace (with few names and those illegible):
LAO-TZ, GAUTAMA, ZERDUSHT, PYTHAGORAS, DIONYSUS, OSIRI.
These were sent forth at the same time - an Dionysus under several diverse forms - to enlihte Six Great Civilizations, about to be drawn togeter by the opening up of communications over th plant by the expansion of the Roman Power. After thee there stood almost alone the name:
But aove that extract, the whole width of the chart,the word:
I A O.
Then came a blacknes over thewhole map, for at one time the Brotherhood hadbeen nigh utterly destroyed by a Great Sorcry of the Back Lodge, and the darkening of all Counsel, nd the confusion of all Truth.
I saw nly one glimmr bare legible:
And at theend of the darkness, amid many names whic I could not red,
JACOBUS BURGUNDUS MOLENSIS.
for his nae was in letters of fire.
Did not the Orer of the Temple repare the Renaissance by fusing the Mysteies of the East and West?
Then tere burst out on a udden a whiteness on the chart, as if thestain had been expunged (albeit not whlly by the sweep of seel) and this word writ in curving charaters scimitar-sharp:
Next was a name sore burred:
SIR EDWARD KELLY,
with one wri in cipher ............. and in thecentre of all, within theemblem of a ruby rose of five petals uon a golden cross was engraved:
(For sowere the Brethren discreet to concealhis true name). After whom came thee names Great and Terrible tat I write not in this place. Lastlyappeared this newly-writ hieroglyh of the Lion, and the Name of hat Brother was hidden from me. The was I shewn the Mystery of the ords: how in the first period of ecorded history men thought that lfe came from Woman alone, and wrked by the Formula of Isis, worshiping Nature chaste and kindly, no understanding Death, or the Acanum of Love.
So, when the tim was ripe, appeared the Brethrenof the Formula of Osiris, whoe word is I A O; so that men worshippedMan, thinking him subject to Deth, and his victory dependen upon Resurrection. Even so conceived the of the Sun as slain and rebor with every day, and every ear.
Now, this great Formula being fufilled, and turned into abomiation, this Lion came fort to proclaim the Aeon of Horus, the crowned ad conquering child, who diet not, nor is reborn, but oeth radiant ever upon His Way. Even so goeth te Sun: for as it is now knon that night is but the hadow of the Earth, so Death is but the shadow ofthe Body, that veileth hisLight from its bearer.
Of this Prophet the Word is:
THELEMA (spelledin Greek letters)
any and marvelous are he mysteries of this Word, and of the Numeration therof! Nor may I declare thm, save this the simpest, for the sake of little children:
"Love is the law love under will."
The chart was suddnly furled close, and mine Instructor bade me turn: for tere had come into thatplace a maiden likea golden rose, with curling locks and ruddy, and her breast were of bright ivory and her gait the ait of a young lioness.
Upon her brows flamed a Star Saphire, and on her chek was a stark scr, a circle deep and splendid. In whose hands was a writing; ad smiling she put i into mine.
Now I knew not by what name to thank her for this courtesy: whic understanding, sh told me:
"My ame is The Star of the North."
And this was the Proclamation:
Do whatthou wilt shal be the whole of the Law.
My Term of Office upon the Earth beig come in the yer of the founation of the Theosophical Society, I took upon myself, in my turn, the in of the wholeWorld, that he Prophecies might be fulfilled, so that Mankind may take the Next Step rom the Magica Formula ofOsiris to that of Horus.
And mine Hour being now upon me, I proclaim y Law:
The Word o the Law is Thelema (In Greek letters.)
Given in the midst of the Meditrranean Sea
AN X Sol in 3 Deg. Libra die Jovis
by me To Mega Therion (In Greek letters.)
Logos ionos Thlema (In Greek letters.)
Having read these words with deep attention eleve times, I esoughtmine Instructor (for the Maiden had returned to her Master) that he would clear thoe things hich wre dark to my weak understanding.
"In the Light of the Chart of the Work of theBrotherhod," said, "the Will of the Master, and His Word, are made plain. But of His hour I know no; and Itremle before the darkness of this Mystery of Sin."
"Of his hour," answered my teacher,"it iseas to speak. The Work of our Sister
Helena Petrowna Blavatsky
was inaugurated at the very sason f he Birth on Earth of our Brother the Master whose Word is Thelema, whose Name is yet hidden uder h form of a Lion. For it was most needful to prepare His Way that He might proclaim His Law in eeryand that is upon the surface of the Earth."
"And this work has been done by the Society foudeto that end by our Sister. Yet even so, behold! Full Fifty years have passed, and only now is the u of Power come upon our Brother the Lion to utter His Word with full efficacy to the whole Earth." Now was he silent and my spirit was sore troubled; my face darkened, for I approached the Mystry Sin.
But the countenance of my Teacher was glad; and his years fell from him like a mask andhs voice thrilled with the rapture of release.
THE MYSTERY OF SIN.
"The word of Sin is Retricton Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law."
Such were the words of a certain suare tble of brass which lay upon the hexagonal table beneath the extended forefinger of mine Instuctor. nd bcause he saw that their sense was partly hidden from me, he called to my memory two othr writins fro a compilation of certain Jews of old: "All have sinned, and come short of the glory f God"; ad this "The thought of foolishness is sin."
Now did I understand that all men live n sin, beig baulkd of their True Will, that is, of the free function of their essential nature. Ths restrictin comethmuch from their ignorance of what their True Will is, and much from external hidrance, but ost of al from the interference of ill- controlled parts of their own instruments, thebody and mind For Freedm is not found in looseness and lack of governance, but in the right rulingof each indiviual of the ommon weal so as to assure his own well-being no less than that of the whle. And this efect is to bewon by perfect organization under the eye of an Intelligence adequate t comprehend the eneral and th particular need together. The Way of Perfection is thus twofold: firt, the True Will ust be consciosly grasped by the Mind, and this Work is akin to that called the atainment of the Knwledge and Convrsation of the Holy Guardian Angel. Second, as it is written: "Thu hast no right butto do thy Will,"each particle of energy which the Instrument is able to developmust be directed to he doing of that ill, and this is one
fierce lion in the way, that until the econd task be alreadyfar advanced, the onfusion of the instrument is such that it is wholly incapale to accomplish the frst.
Then sai my guide: It is well. Learn this also, a great Mystery ad wonderful, that all cnflict between the prts of the Universe springs from this error, and none oher. For in our infiniteSpace (which is nothig but our boundless range of possibilities) there is o need that any one shoul push his fellow aside As there is room in Heaven for every Star to pass pon its Way unchallenged, o also with those Starsof Earth, which go masked as men and women.
Know therefore that this La of Thelema:
"Do what tou wilt"
is the first Law ever given to man whch is a true Law for all menin every place and time. ll earlier Laws have been partial, according o the faith of the hearer, orthe customs of a people, o the philosophy of their sages. Nor is ther need, with this Law of Thelem, of threats or promises: fr the Law fulfilleth itself, so that the ne reward is Freedom for him wh doeth his will, and the onepunishment is Restriction for him that oeth astray.
Teach thou threfore this Law to all men: fr in so far as they follow it, they case to hinder thee by their falserandom motion; and thou dost wll to thyself in doing well to them And he most hindereth himself whohindereth others from their Pat, or who constraineth them to som motion improper to their Nature.
Note also this that many men feeling themselves the bitternss of Restriction, seek to relieve teir own pain by imposing a like brden upon their fellows: as i were a cripple who should seek ease y mutilating the bearers of his cariage.
Also, to deny he Law of Thelema is a restriction in neself, affirming conflict in the Uiverse as necessary. It i a blasphemy against the Self, assumingthat its Will is not necessary (and herefore a noble) part f the Whole. In a word he who accepts no the Law of Thelema is divided agains himself: that is, heis insane, and the upshot shall be the run of the Unity of his Godhead.
Yt hearken again; th opposition of two movements is not alwaysevidence of conflict or error. For two pposite points upn the rim of a wheel move one North, the oter South; yet are they harmonious parts f the same systm. And the rowlock which resisteth the oar hndereth not but aideth the True Will of tat oar.
So then self-control is nowise the enemy of Feedom, but that which maketh it possible. nd he who wuld deliver a muscle from its bondage to its bne by severing it rendereth that muscle imptent.
Moreover hear this word: as a muscle is vain,except it be rightly ordered, so also is thywork tobe made easy by uniting thyself to the Work of te Master, even Therion, whose True Will it isto brng each Man's work to its perfection. To this endhath he proclaimed his Law; so also to that en, wich is also thine, do thou add thy little strengthto His great might. As it is written:
An lessing and worship to the Prophet of the lovely Str!
Thou, therefore - go on, go on in my stngth, saith the Lord of the Aeon, and ye shall turnnot back for any.
While he thus spoke, I el constantly in myself a cleansing of heart; and mystature was increased, because of the straightningof my nature.
And as I thought thus, mine istructor, perceiving it, smiled upon me sayin: Intrth, O Khaled Khan, O child of the dawn of the Aen, thou hast divined aright and profited in hy beingby the Law of Thelema. For the Law is a just La; it demandeth not the crooked knee of slavry, and th bowed head of shame. Nay, shouldst thou speakeven to the God of gods, stand thou erect,that thou maest be one with Him by Love, as He most surel willeth.
With that word, the wallsof the little hamber in the Temple upon the Mountain-top fll suddenly away from about me, and I fond myself alone n a desert place, strange and remote. And f that which befell me there may I not ow speak. For ther is a Beauty which hath no fitter ornamentthan Silence.
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