Psalms of An Aeon

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#1

In my quest for Thee, O my God, I did make my passage unto a tiny ocean fixed upon the old grey land and fed of
the river Lethe. I set sail at once thereon towards the glint of ineffable Gold I spied on its distant shore. By short
chance, over and over again its petulant waters did overcome my vessel and my way, the muddling gales that kissed the surface of that sea obscured all direction; near-constantly I was consumed in and I consumed its Water of Sleep. Yea, the demons of Five had me in their spell for those times. And for many days of my voyage, long and hard- practiced came even the intention to stay afloat and breathe in one; drowning in those shallow depths had become there my hobby: like a strange indulgence taking hold of the mind. I lost sight of Thee then. But oh so grandly we basked Together in the rapture of those moments few where I fair weathered the storms, my dear, my God! I was renewed to nothing in Thy body therein. Utter utmost mine bliss! Thy secrets entered me then there that by dint of perseverance I shall reach yon shore. There is no more fear or doubt. Love, love, onwards. Amen.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#2

One day I sought departure from the Kingdom of Many, bearing from there gifts to burn before the altars in the lovely chambers of the haunted Temple of Harpocrates. Ha ha ha. How the reek of Nostalgia and Importance of Little Ambitions from those pyres of sacrifice can get in one’s eyes. Ha ha ha. My God is All and None; we call him Silence for our mode. In distance barring the gates to that holy tread a wild, insane monkey did a ferocious dance to deter unworthy visitors. He had conditioned well his beat, his tracks and train running toward the places of his desire, and most strongly in his habit. And if I went to the left, he went to his right. And if I went to the right he echoed; like waves of chatter upon the lonely depths of a cavern, glimmering falsely by the light of the futile hope. Sorrow and despair made the palette of the day awash in no vivid dark blue; it came out in many colors. I had fought out the oaf and the sickle and the world aforetime: minor hindrances in retrospect. But this ape's simple cunning of insistence made of him a most inimical foe; how his gibberish countenanced the sequence of my path so far, keeping it wrapped inside a precious little set--clever markings masked his game! My anger and strife only fed his vigor; the temptation of ages but added fuel to his haze. Hence I became still, ignored the tantrums and the "me" and came to the Active Rest who passes into Surrender. There; "where has the monkey gone?," asked I. And he returned right away thereat. No matter. He will depart anon at the Sign of Passage. For the moon or two will I pray invoke the perfume of the Temple in quiet. Often as I can be. Praise be to God! Amen.
Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#3

I woo Thee in the nighttime. My darling, my God, there is no Woman unto like Thee. This Thou art! That Thou art! On braziers of cutting lemon did I woo Thee of my youth. There is no sparkle dared cooled within the tempest of my love. You are continuous! You wear the play of Babalon. Behind, Your starry Embrace. The old grey land of Thy ire reacts in a small, distant setting; it comes through for me no more: how I love Thee! Sickled sorrow, sickled sorrow, we have no tears for thee! When You drape me in Your arms, my Love, passing through Thy favors, I feel warm as a lover's body should. Dear Goddess!

The change of the years takes hold. I grow feeble and die. Ha! Our true love holds forever wisdom in its palm. Silly thinking. Nuit Who Surrounds Me, You are continuous! i love you with my all

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#4

Upon approaching samādhi it is sometimes felt a tinge of fear. This is very critical. Do not own that fear, do not
accept it. Let it "pass and be done." To attach to fear is to sow the seed of the Black Brother. My dear Fraters and
Sorors in Light, do not forget, even for an instant, that Love is the law, Love is the law, Love is the law: not fear.
The Black Brother holds the power of the Adept; he too has renounced the earth with its treasures. But rather than then working to dissolve his individuality, his will functions through restriction instead of love. His Ego has entered into his fear and dwells there like a cancer and his only concern is promulgating that fear, that Ego. Adolf Hitler is the primary example. He spoke the Corrupted Word, uttered it in the tongue of the Black Magus, and the world wept on its knees because we heard it... The Black Brothers are the embodiment of evil and are powerful; they are the wielders of woe and their formula is fear. Never forget that Love is the law.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#5

These words...letters...symbols... All semblance of meaning that you perceive to lie Between the ones and Between the other is holed up in your own thoughts, and not beyond. I know. Where, ye seeking jnanis, can thine grasping paws reach to exsanguinate defeat?

Past brilliant opulence I travel in the land of Where I Can Never Be. Sometimes or a moment none. Would you leave the auriferous wood to endure the empty air of eternity? I must in my mind; yes in mine my. The trail of the oxen is come, and he cavorts Alone. Silence keeps.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#6

You are more precious to me than the life ceding sun.
How I love the evening shadow hue,
That dawn of sighs complete by you.
In rippled whisper calm from depth to shore
The rhythm of your breath draws my soul in tune
To perfection, nay, I can never be
More alive than when near you.
Your smile pulls tears to my eyes with joy
And sadness through inspiration to aspire
My all to love: to love of you!

Like a heavenly sphere of beauty and bliss beyond
The field of passion and kiss:
Another world, where love is king
And you are the light, the earth, the sky,
My darling, you are everything,
Except for this warm and ardent flower
Whose every want for being you bring...

And I promise I will never leave you.
All the comfort and understanding I can ever give,
My fire and strength, eternally yours.

How I love the evening shadow hue,
It arrives to the heart: how much I love you!!

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#7

Vanity of vanities, is acknowledgement of the man called Jeremy, vanity of vanities; all is vanity! Every one of his
teachings are meaningless Beyond The Toils Under The Sun.

Am I upon the earth, am I upon the earth? Isn't our experience of earth but a representation that the brain creates out of sensory events, which is then infused with cognitive bias? Isn't renunciation of the earth but the offering up to the finer aspects of consciousness the objective meaning that we stamp on to our interpretation of that earth? Around and around the ideas revolve. If you love something then set it free, if it returns to you then it was truly meant to be. And now, should it return, that thing which you have loved has Freedom to exhibit its True Nature when the retention of your own Ego is removed from it. Joy! There is Joy!

Will I say, "god, I offer thee for thy rest this bed of Procrustes called My Mind?" 'Tis a fitting affront! 'Tis a little god! Recall the story of Job. Isn't such the tale of yon god making a puerile bet with the devil? Or does it speak of the necessity of the willingness to balance and bear all things in deference to the divine? Or is any logical explanation but thought heaped about with but thought? Don't ask me. Onward. How to drive out from the Living Temple the deluding lullaby of the Ego, to purify that space for the presence of the Holy which can not live in that word? A ventriloquist dummy only becomes enspirited when possessed of a higher Hand. And only when the dummy lay lifeless and limp can one finally see with certainty away from the illusion that the dummy was at any time a real boy.

I beheld a mysterious image wherein a certain face was constantly changing his expressions. "Thou clock," I asked
him, "who art without doubt the ambassador of Saturn here in this dream, what is thy secret?"

"All ‘I’s will end, save for He who Goes Forth Not, who makes love with Forever And All-Goes-Forth forever." And
the clock spake no more.

The promise: "I am that I am."

Every praise unto Thee, O Thou In-flowing and Out-flowing, Thou Below-flowing and Above-flowing, Thou
Fullness-flowing and Thou Non-flowing God! Is not Thy law the ultimate fulfillment of the function of every star
without begetting friction? Is not Thy law to Do what thou wilt? In watery Stillness is it kept. In red-hot Motion
does it matter. From E'er Beyond these it Is spoken. Amen.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#8

I who am the Highest of the High in the Lowest of the Low speak as the lowest of the low and so my words shall lead ye down.

I am in part a shining cup set upon the table of bulls and bears
And rodents fair to the tainted eye.
Glistening of me not in specious mirth from midst their barnyard throng,
Dimmer and dimmer does that Light glimmer from murk of fruitless song.
And all is fair to the tainted eye...

The Light that I am open is ever and never distant of their prayer.
No set for chalk or chalice blessed indeed I call blows there.
With fire and fealty, weal and warmth the self-select perceive my state.
I shall widen this dry and anxious cup until it is my all.

"Where has he of old gone? No interest he sheds in our feasts and games and delights. He sees the blank wall as if
a Sistine Chapel and remarks a difference not a bit. Look at how he moseys about with an aimless fervor. I try and
try to snap him to but am politely refused. A person who behaves as he does must be miserable and bored all of the
time, yet he shows no signs. Clearly he is Lost!"

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

# 9

"Existence is sorrow," sayeth the Buddha.
Until you experience this profoundly and intuitively then no meaningful renunciation can occur.
All that can be done before this point is a mere intellectual giving up,
A rote processing of knowledge.
You have to feel the First Noble Truth deeply
In order to understand the rest so needed,
The other Noble Truths.

New name,
Mr. Solomon Direct

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

# 10

“‘Shut. Your freakin'. Mind! Up.'
Native silence, as nature intended,
There are no roads nor rules here,
Only existence striving to become.”
- ??

Never cease in your quest for knowledge.
Yet with equal enthusiasm, do not lose sight of the higher purpose. The entirety of concepts and beliefs that you
shall develop are as ink in your eyes after a certain degree. Between the lines you are really studying firsthand the boundaries of the mind and thought (though you may not now perceive this as such), just as the hopeful prisoner would scour his cell for any weaknesses thereof that could aid in his escape. Be warned, however, that a premature campaign toward breaking out is likely to fail, with the consequence dire to all lofty dreams. Completeness and Completeness are the key to succeed. The enemy is savage and smart to deceive and so your armor must be Full before you can discard it to meet him, lest you grant him some perfect hiding place through which to ambush you at the critical moment.

I can clearly see flashes of brilliance in those around me,
Like steady bright light I see them pierce at their chains!
Ah, but then those friends and fellows speak the actual motive
To make my enchantment falter, it fades...

It is my calamity to be alone;
Even as a singular raindrop, to be carried by fleeting ferry
Amidst yet disconnected from the vast and stagnant sea of static waters.
So it is for all who tread this way.

Evaporation. Amen.

Love is the law, love under will.

[Mephisto]

Good writings, Frater!

It is a good sign when one's Work manifests itself in artistry.

"A tree will be known by its fruits."

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

Good writings, Frater!

Thank you. Encouraging words.

#11

I am a knight in the service to my God.
My God is nothingness,
For what can enter the limitations of man's mind to bear account?
Not an image or a glyph of a symbol!
I have thus no God and am knight thereof,
Through ranks of unfolding in humility may I observe the crown.

Upon the fields of battle I will slay without remorse many frivolous devotions,
The enemies to my God:
Who I am and who I once was;
All of my prized theories, those false companions:
Them do I intend to lay low,
And this I shall place before in service to my just God!
By honor of endless will, through assimilation I am bound.

My senses are fading.
My senses have faded away
From my mind sometimes.
Then the mind was by effort silenced and all of its desires folded like glass.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#12

Altruism.

Yoga means Union.

Yoga does not mean dissociation.

Yoga does not mean numbness.

Yoga does not mean hiding one's head in the sand.

Yoga refers to the (sometimes painful) uniting by will with all things.

Yoga means Union.

Door to the Soul.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#13

A Mystical Tale of Once Someone:

What failure fain be griev’d
........to bite such pang into the gallant heart
And name sorrow the equal for which to orphan
........the eyes of so many tears?
By thy center, do start!, do start!
........to untie the knot,
Woven and wrought for but th’ sum of a body’s years.

Thus may another token grave
........soon be remarked with a rosy cross
So that no plot of earth need spoil its fame
........o’er the unworthy knot so gladly laid there.
O funeral, play Thee not Thy dirge of loss,
........a birth!, ‘tis a birth
That heralds this morning sun, one so prepared.

Nice. Fine. Good. Be aware, however, that we Love you, and that behind the paltry mask of harsh words are we who want you to succeed more than anything else in the world. For are we not one in sooth in the light?

In L.V.X. we are Will then we are One. Khabs Am Pekht. 天元.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#14

Listen now to what I have to say and know that I have no interest in deceiving you and even less in impressing you. He pokes through to the bone every time, yet it is seen as dull.

Renunciation of pleasure is hard. To put it plainly: it sucks. My spirit grows heavy for all who would take that path. You let go of the things that you hold so dearly; like saying goodbye to a cherished dream. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks!

Guess what! A dozen times over would I gladly renounce the things of this life that I enjoy and the things of this life that I have enjoyed. For such sorrow, great as that is, is but a pithy trifle compared to sacrificing the attachment to the things that are averse to one's liking and the things that cause one great pain. Know that I am Strong and that my heart is aglow with bright joy, but by such anguish is even my own light made dim for the time being, as well it should be. O God! O Lord! It is through the darkest darkness of night that the light appears great. Ha ha ha!

Hold out your hand to me and I can heal you. But my system does not reach you and you mistake me. You don’t know what I mean... Amen.

Love is the law, love under will.

[FiatYod]

Thank you for posting, I thoroughly enjoyed reading these writings.
But can you please explain the meaning of the beginning of # 10, and what you mean by "-??"? Is the author truly unknown?

[seekinghga]

Thank you for posting, I thoroughly enjoyed reading these writings.

Thanks. Being able to blend poetry and prose in an entertaining fashion is free and fun! I was going to call this collection "The Folio of Fibs" (a self-derogatory jab referencing how these are written in a diluted and much inferior manner to the style of Liber CCCXXXIII) but decided to just call them psalms.

But can you please explain the meaning of the beginning of # 10

Those words are nothing but the fossilized expressions of once-vibrant experience. The vitality departed as soon as they were symbolized in idea, making them false which is the only possible nature of their truth. Explanation of them negates comprehension, nay, it will exclusively wend one further away from it. "He shall fall down into the pit called Because, and there he shall perish with the dogs of Reason."

From a practical standpoint the first line of the first paragraph/stanza is describing one half of the method of jnana yoga. All of the "virtues" necessary for this brand of yoga will come about automatically once one is able to assiduously partake in the instruction of the first line. Practice makes perfect. The rest of the first paragraph is just meaningless concepts that should be discarded as such. Each to their own, none when they're lucky. <hint hint>

and what you mean by "-??"? Is the author truly unknown?

That author is just too Quiet, as they should have been.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#15

The laws of Nature in all of its categories are but manifestations of the means by which Nature accomplishes its
True Will (True Will does not define Nature's actions, Nature's actions define its True Will). The essential method
of operation of these means is a declaration of the formula called “Love,” which is the minister of Will.

The word of Sin is Restriction. That is, any action or structure which inhibits the operation of this Love is a
resistance and an impediment to the accomplishment of the True Will of the Universe and so in this way is the
adversary of Nature. However, such Restriction can not be a meaningful hindrance to the gratification of Nature’s
Will, for that Will can not be thwarted. The Universe moves on or flows as it is inclined to do and the tiny offender is crushed under the heel of the Universe for their baseless transgression and Nature rues it not.

Now then, the True Will represents the continual evolution of the Universe and is perforce in harmony with itself to include all constituents of the wholeness of its being and becoming. Thus the True Will of the individual is not their own will but their respective function towards the fulfillment of Nature’s Will.

Any mindset or belief which weakens or obscures the potential of any man or any woman to follow their True Will, or which seeks to do so, is a detriment to Love and therefore is a Sin in direct opposition to the Universe.

It is a part of the path of uncovering the True Will for a sun (i.e. a Star) to disperse the darkness by constant change in perspective. Through this may a sun come to realize that the cause of all eclipse to its inherent role in the Body of the Stars is partiality towards limiting points-of-view which hinder its radiance.

[Renunciation, as properly understood, does not refer to sacrifice or denial of anything. It is instead the relinquishment of attachment to the narrow desires of the Ego, which are affirmants to duality. Never renounce something because you feel a moral obligation to do so as such is then not "Love under will." Renunciation is a tool, not an attainment.]

We are Pantheists!
That is the truth.
We are Not Pantheists!
That is the truth.
We rejoice at the fall of Restriction and the advent of Love!
That is the truth.
We revel in the advent of Love and the fall of Restriction!
That is the truth.
All that I say is False!
That is the Truth, for There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#16

Feeling more and more unbounded;
False love fleeting between the twain and the union; Silence; Love.

2-->---<|...!-->............

(The Dominus Liminis; at the precipice of a new perspective. And you then reach a point where outside sources are unable to avail to aid your progress. No longer do you need to reflect the light of teachers, ancillary practices, and intellectual concepts. Your way is guided towards the approaching dawn, it is being called and illuminated by the light of your own sun now, which shimmers from just behind the horizon of your little, individual point of view. There is no path to take there but Inward. Arise, o Soul! Awake!

The Law is for all. Praise be Nuit! Praise be Hadit! Praise be to Ra-Hoor-Khuit!)

Free now! Thou pop, thou wait,
In what ways you've stirred my soul to greet the Soul!
Fie on thee, mockers and myself so small. Ha ha! Quintessence.

....1----->----->0--> ∞

We are naught but twinkling conduits between Had and Nu.
There is graffiti on the outside of that tube:
The image of Man,¹
The exterior of the Star.
Beautiful! It is sacred and does things godly as it shines,
Holy is its name
When it emerges from gross forms and names,
Set to proper place as in the Law.
Will, Will, & Ever & On!

Nuit! Form beyond the formation of forms!
Hadit! Secret Light ere the light of all Light!
Amen.

Love is the law, love under will.




Footnote
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1. I.e. mankind; man and/or woman.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#17

When he awoke he realized that he was strong and that he had the power to wend where he will.
Gone, removed the salt and sulphur of his vision.
He did see others having their dreams and saw a course that they could take to awake much quicker, but his voice was mute.
They could not hear him.
No matter.

Holy, Holy, Holy is this place.
Love is the law, love under will.
We say it before the end because that is here.
It grew in concept until it was made Manifest.
The four letter word.
By blinking his mind, as an Universe blinks its great big eye all long and solemn, has his plastic ore become as Fire.

He is in the halls of the Holy where his eyes are Holy.
Blessed are they who keep none none.
He is not he anymore you see?
He is but a vessel. He is free.

The joy of dissolution all.
The joy of dissolution all.
The joy of dissolution all.

And she made it out of earth.
And she cried,
And she cried like this.
And she made it out of earth.
And she cried...
Happiness?

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#18

Wings of hungry sunlight,
Trees of morning fire,
The crisp air slowly penetrates the silent unity.
Then some rare image forms before my eye--
With it the many return.

Cleave me wholly, thread of razor silks
That pierce the gloom,
Yea, that pierce the light!
Bring aught to glory for a moment--
Lucidity not tainted awaits there.

For God wades now into the shallow water
Where truth becomes and is lost.
So I drain myself of “shallow,”
And dissolve the murky waters--
There God will greet as shall be wont.

God is a bird, I know it!
God is a little gray bird.
And I love Him,
O God, how I love Him.

Wreathing wings of hungry sunlight,
Triumphant trees of morning fire,
The crisp air penetrates, penetrates, penetrates Forever the slender, silent unity!

Amen.

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#19

The awareness of the ordinary person functions by way of the assumption that it is interacting (through a body) with a world of the senses which is separate from it. Yet that world of the senses is nothing but an image reflected upon the mind. The source of the world is the mind and the source of the mind is the Self. All things that can be perceived, the sensory as well as the mental, are but partial manifestations of the Self, which is the origin of all that we behold.

The grass, the sky, the sun, the animals, the people, the structures, &c., even the Ego (its thoughts, worries, and actions; who and what it believes it is), are all projections of the Self that are encountered as these particular names and forms via their nourishment and subsequent crystallization as such by the mind. Isn’t it silly?

When the mind is made utterly quiescent then all distinctions effortlessly disappear, all borders cease. Those things which were seen before as objective and external, which include many unreal notions masquerading as subjectivity, are realized as identical to and one with the Self, every boundary of the illusory division having been rent by sheer love. And even then that love is ever and never sated.

*sigh* How sad, strange, funny, beautiful it is, how quickly these experiences deteriorate into meaningless, ridiculous concepts as soon as they are anatomized in idea. However, within this very comprehension lies the secret of the false need for “redemption.” Every thought that one has is only resolved by more thought. Then more thought after that. And more thought. And more thought must follow that. Then some more thought. And still more thought after that...

...Or silence.

This universe exists because of you,
You exist because of this universe.
In reality this universe and you are the same.
Yet in fact all of these are none.
And what is meant by “you?”

Dear Mhodha,
Dear Mhodha,
Consume this in Nirodha!

Oh lovely,
Loving Mhodha,
Devour the Heart again!

...and again and again and again and...

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#20

The Long Lost Search for Universal Spirituality

**ATTENTION: It is assumed that the aspirant has had considerable acquaintance with the practices / techniques herein described. Also, this is by no means a perfect guide.**

1. Gradually cut back on and eliminate things that you enjoy; i.e. things that you desire to do; read: things that you prefer over or besides meditation. (Reminder: this step has no philosophical or moral implications whatsoever. It is merely the temporary trimming off of things detrimental to the task at hand. Sacrifice is an Ego’s game.)

2. Increase sitting (in Asana) time to 60+ minutes ASAP. This can be forced. Pay extra heed to ensuring that the posture is steady and non-harmful to the neck, the back and the shoulders. The body mustn't disturb the mind.

3. Let the Record by thy confidant. Avoid teaching and preaching. Avoid argument, rationalizing, and idle conversation with others. Eschew social media, email, internet forums, phone calls, messaging, etc., at all cost, save for absolute necessity. (See the Reminder to step 1 in parentheses.)

4. Progressively increase the amount of time spent working on concentration; i.e. Pratyahara and Dharana.

5. Don’t allow the mind to get stuck in the quagmire of worrying over the correctness of the focus. Time will see things aright. No effort is wasted. DO NOT force anything!

6. Pranayama, Mantra, Likhita Japa, Liber Jugorum, and Oaths are tools which should not be underestimated.

7. Eventually when a fair degree of control is had over the activity of the mind you get to the point where you can shut off the mind’s more frenetic behavior at will. (Hint: The ability to do so is closely related to the technique of Pranayama, though not necessarily dependent on it.) It need not be said how beneficial this is to meditation.

8. Be calm, release, yield. "Fade" into the Sattvic mind. This is the proper attitude to have. Attaining to have constant mindfulness of your meditation the entire day is the key. This is soaking in meditation, which is also called Abhyasa. Steadily resign the mind to this. As soon as any other thoughts or considerations interfere, gently but firmly corral the attention and bring it back to bear on the focus of meditation.

9. Train the mind to obtain longer and longer periods of sustained one-pointed concentration. When this can be done continuously and with effort it is called Dhyana. When it is done continuously and automatically it is called Samadhi. When it is done continuously and automatically and when the distinction between the meditator, the mind, the meditation, and everything else ceases to be it is called Nirvikalpa Samadhi.

All of this is possible to accomplish in the midst of worldly life, while taking care of your familial, financial, religious (or lack thereof), and civic duties (though let it not be forgotten that these worldly duties must always be secondary to this practice of meditation). It just takes experimentation and persistence. Depending on the situation no one else might even know what is going on. "The horse's hooves were muffled by the gods.”

**ADDENDUM: Think of spiritual experience as a liquid. Words are like wicks which can soak up some of that liquid. However, when the experience ends the source of the liquid is no more, and over time (typically pretty fast) the wick dries up, leaving behind just barren, shriveled up words: concepts: worthless knowledge: even... *shudders* ...dogma. Memories, too, can only hold their bladder for so long before they start leaking. So it goes. No time to rest. E’er onward.**

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#21

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Amen.

PS
Did you get that?

Love is the law, love under will.

[seekinghga]

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

#22

We are all vessels,
Containers for all
Of the light that's ever glistening behind star-driving fire.
But the I does not see this
So confined to our surface
To reap the illusion
That too few of us pierce through...

But if I ride upon the hour I wake
My thoughts can't take me down to greet the lies
That tell me I'll grow old,
That I must die before I realize
There is no me,
This is immortality
In disguise as reflective mind.

Kill "I am this."
Kill "I am this."
Kill "I am this."
Kill "I am this."

Haddiz new to had.

And this is Africa,
I love you all,
You all, you all, you all.
This is Africa,
I love you all.

Epilogue:
The Ego is not real. Like an illusory parasite it jumps from host to host (read: thought to thought) and derives its existence through them. Conquer the Ego's medium to deprive it of its means to live. Do this either by inward dissolution or by outward, omnidirectional expansion, which are both really the same thing. In L.V.X. instead of experiencing being as a noun, one experiences it as an intransitive verb.

Love is the law, love under will.