The Probationer is an uncut gemstone of the A∴A∴ which will never become a valuable sapphire, or a brilliant. The core of the entire Superior’s work lies in this intactness. His job is not to abrade that magnificent stone, on the contrary. He is there to taint it so much that he can redeem it cheaply, on the market of gods and stars.
The A∴A∴ is certainly not, neither will ever be a Thelemic order, but a pan-æonic, all-pervading, omnipresent. Like cosmic void, in which there is neither morning nor dusk, its spreading is not framed by the loom of time nor space. Moreover, its movement is always as its nature is everywhere. The Dawn of the New Æon will never experience its afternoon as long as we proclaim it as New.
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.
All the peculiarity of this place lies in one straightforward fact, though the Aspirant refuses to accept it, which is that he learns a lot more from the Student than from his own Superior.
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).
Draw a heptagram (with mano in fica) starting from the second B (see the A∴A∴ sigil).
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.
The Angel is not in you, above you, or inside you. He is precisely in this transmission, in that state between, he arises a moment after the perception of each of these letters, coming out as formed and embodied knowledge.
The Neophyte is a newcomer, but not because he gets new experiences. Rather, it is because he gets right experiences.
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.
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".
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.
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.
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.
Frater 273 | Reflections on Thelema 