Dear Friends, beautiful and happy people,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
The echo of the Magical Bell, when, in the equivocal sweetness of twilight, the Mass of the Phoenix is celebrated (333, 55555, 333), bears witness to the impermanence of all things : even the gods’ < lofty chosen ones > (AL 1, 50) shall be swept away, < dust lost in dust > (Cheth, 15)…
Thus, no one is unaware that the Prophet’s very last words were: “I am perplexed.”
Now, I have noticed that the English word perplexed is rendered in Hebrew as נָבוֹךְ (navokh), which has the numerical value 78 — exactly the same as the word מזלא (mezla), the direct influence from Kether.
To me, this sums up everything about Sir Aleister:
For the Heathen, who stop at the mere bark of the tree, he was a man whose life journey contained enough to make him — retrospectively — ashamed, perplexed, on his deathbed.
But for those who have the intelligence of the Mysteries, he was the Word of the Most High.
Meditating upon this, go forth, dear friends, under the protection of that spiritual sphere whose centre is everywhere and circumference nowhere, and which we call GOD.
And blessing & worship to the prophet of the lovely Star.
Love is the law, love under will.
— ☉ in 9° ♐︎ : ☽ in 14° ♈︎ : ☉ : Vxi.
