Vibration is a signpost to the stars. It does not carry energy in itself; on the contrary, it carries consciousness and serves only to direct energy, which in that case, unmistakably runs toward the field of action.
At the stage metaphorically implied by this story, the Aspirant is the antagonist; he does not stand for the light or have a path to redemption. Yet, he still possesses the thread that Ariadne cunningly left to Theseus – a mechanism that helps to undo his knot.
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The Neophyte is indeed the vehicle of his star, as much as the body is the instrument of his Angel.
Draw the Sign of the Beast above your head. First, a full circle (shout NUIT), then a dot (say HADIT), and finally, a cross (vibrate RA-HOOR-KHUIT).
Every magical retreat is a true reflection of the Aspirant’s inventiveness and courage. Yet, it is not whether he will have the courage to implement it or not – it is something completely different, the courage to construct the whole work for himself.
All our trouble is that with the occult arts, we try bypassing something that is an entirely open channel in itself. It has taken so much time during which we have been really unable to say what is going on in our brains during quite ordinary things; apart from being able to perceive certain reactions, we are unable to answer how and why processes occur within the mind, and how certain information is processed and stored.
Both shadow and fear in a lucid dream are always and only routes to the Angel who tells us where to go – if we dare and if we find courage and Will.
Meditation for the soul is what masturbation is for the body; both things are identically related to the idea of enjoying the Self.
All secrets are just our inability to grasp the simplicity of our soul by Neurosis; the point of the ultimate experience is by no means in barbaric names, nor in the hours spent in Dharana.
We really have an objection; the Enochian realms are high for one simple reason, for we are utterly incapable of peering into our own depths.
The Neophyte is a newcomer, but not because he gets new experiences. Rather, it is because he gets right experiences.
The symbol is Daedalus, while the sigil is Icarus – he is given wings that he uses so freely, but flying towards the Self that same Self knocks him down; the rational mind looks down on him and sends him into oblivion, he falls into the sea disappearing in the waves for good.
The Neophyte must be a skeptic in his own faith, always thinking that ours is the method of science and the goal of religion.
The author of Tarot is not the one who drew it but the one who holds it.
This is certainly something like wrestling between Jacob and the Angel, while cunningly saying to himself "How great I am to wrestle with an angel," at the same time being afraid and refusing to wrestle with any material opponent.
He must understand that both him, his vision, and his eyes are only a part of one and the same apparatus, and even when he has completely failed, it is precisely the desire of that mechanism to manifest in this way.
The body itself is an orgasm of the Sphinx, every sensation hides the phenomenon which the entire cosmos originated from, each and every moment we receive the same information about the Knowledge and Conversation, but our perception refuses to process that information.
I am vibrating names, and passing through. I show up on a single leaf of a tree. I am so tiny; in front of me, there is a drop of some liquid, actually dew, sliding down that leaf.
Desire is the compensation of the Will, which is mantled in Binah and Malkuth in the same way. In fact, it is fair to say that the moment the Will blew by Binah, it was at the same “moment” that it was found in Malkuth.
The Neophyte is a newcomer, but not because he gets new experiences, but because he gets right experiences and comings
A free man doesn't strive for what he already has, only the prisoner yearns for freedom.
Probationer is required to learn one chapter by heart, but there is something of at least the same importance.
IAO - is "ouch", cried by your Angel, as somehow he step on over some remarkable thorn on his path through the light, every time you act "out of him".
Therefore, each and every truth that exists for more than a moment is a Qliphoth.