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".
At the very beginning of Star Ruby; aspirant is dashing down the hand with a great sweep back and out, crying: "Apo Pantos Kakodaimonos!".
At dawn she is a girl; at noon she is the mother, at midnight she is a a whore. She has no name because she is nowhere. Like Pan is everything, so she is Nothing.
When people observe one same thing, they will all see a different thing.
Therefore, each and every truth that exists for more than a moment is a Qliphoth.
Masturbate, play not with your body but with you mind. Masturbate your mind, let the Universe arrouse you in his own way. You soul is the sexual object of the whole Universe, let the whole Universe arouse itself with your thinking about the same Universe. Your whole Ego is just an echo of the Universe's orgasm.
All past and future times, all of them are before his Pyramid, for only eternal now is left inside.
The true crown of achievement is not to remain a child, but to become a child.
Your entire life is just one of the ways of performing one and the same dialogue between you and your God; no, it is precisely that between.
As you move, so does the Robe move – it is one movement and one Will, inasmuch as the Angel and the Aspirant are One.
What defines a Genius is his authenticity, his exceptionality which exceeds all standards of taste and mediocrity, to the extent that the worst vulgarity in his possession easily becomes an object of the highest divine providence.
There is nothing so effective as the nature of silence; the full effect of the ritual is only after its last word, never during the performance.
The Motto is a metaphor of Will. Choosing the Motto is the Aspirant's first attempt of the Great Work.
The relationship between the Motto and the Angel is the same relationship between the Aspirant and the Motto. In every present which continually exists in the same way, the Aspirant, the Motto, and the Angel are one and the same thing.
There are no Grades, as there are no incarnations. There are no other lives. Are they not just an excuse for our weakness to understand this one?
The essence of Liber Resh is not in a single execution, like it may be in Samekh, but in constant, daily repetition, even when you are not aware of progress, to remind you what awaits you at the end of the Path. It reminds you of golden Tiphareth, gently and continuously.
Grades are meridians of the soul and like earthly meridians, they are just a matter of agreement, and as it does not mean that there are clearly visible lines on the planet, it can be said that from the standpoint of LVX, the Grades do not exists.
A note in the dream Diary does not serve to admire your phantasmagorias but to dissect them, measure them, probe them with the flame of childish intrigue.
At each moment, every Student is illuminated by the three great lights of the A∴A∴: his Superior who is assigned to him, his Diary which is written by him, and his Angel which is manifested through him.
Persephone is none other than the Probationer; his Oath is Cora's grain of pomegranate. Even knowing the consequences of all this, it would not prevent Cora from tasting the fruit which would permanently tie her to the dark, distant kingdom so far away from home and her mother.
Disguised as a beggar, the great Odysseus was patiently enduring suitors' abuse. He uttered words which the Probationer will sense perfectly: “Still, my heart, for you have suffered heavier things”. Secretly knowing that, when the time comes, he will kill every one of them.
The Probationer is an uncut gemstone of the A∴A∴ which will never become a valuable sapphire, or a brilliant.
All your Grades, all Oaths, tasks and achievements are just a mere fantasy of the Self which lies in its Pyramid. And all the time while you project this, dreaming quietly in the tomb, your soul rushes toward stars; yea, your soul rushes towards stars.
Hail! Asi! Hail, Hoor-Apep! Let The Silence speech beget!
The practice does not serve the Probationer for any achievement, but for the attack, above all on his thinking apparatus, which in this way acts as leverage of his Ego to move it from the usual pedestal in which it is fixed by inertia.