3. Yea, cried the Holy One, and from Thy spark will I the Lord kindle a great light; I will burn through the great city in the old and desolate land; I will cleanse it from its great impurity.
4. And thou, O prophet, shalt see these things, and thou shalt heed them not.
Classic work of the sword—destruction and sweeping away of the infirm, the outdated, the false...
This is what the Ruach does, better than anything else, it cuts things up until you are only left with discreet facts that refuse to add up. And this will be as a fire from heaven. In the service of the lord it will prepare what is to come by creating a situation—openness and receptivity to this new thing:
5. Now is the Pillar established in the Void; now is Asi fulfilled of Asar; now is Hoor let down into the Animal Soul of Things like a fiery star that falleth upon the darkness of the earth.
6. Through the midnight thou art dropt, O my child, my conqueror, my sword-girt captain, O Hoor! and they shall find thee as a black gnarl'd glittering stone, and they shall worship thee.
5. Now the middle pillar is active from the height to the lowest lump of clay. Nature is pregnant with the child of Osiris, the immortal principal that celebrates it's immortality by dying, transmitting that immortal spark to the womb of nature where it will spring forth in its season. This is both a physical incarnation and an awakening—light flooding the earth.
6. Here is a new paradigm—a perception of the indwelling spirit of the crown, even in the darkest hour.
It's an old theme—the new savior destroys death. The black stone in its gnarl'dness recalls Capricorn, or Life! The inhabitants of the earth, meaning I/myself, will see further into the soul of nature, and there perceive Ra Hoor Khuit, the dark half of bright Hoor.
In the trench about the castle, the babe has it's back to me. It is facing in, towards the foundations; and the rising waters, it drink them eagerly, making the child strong and hale. Who knows what will happen to the world outside, I certainly don't know. Rather, I see this text more as describing the process of my own initiation. And should the work be in the world, like the prophet, I shalt heed them not.
Love and Will
"I remember seeing Atlas looking at a world whose hoops and rings had been broken by Copernicus, where Tycho Brahe placed his back beneath the globe, and a shouting Ptolemy tried to support the round lump, to stop it from falling into the void. In the mean time Copernicus was breaking many crystal spheres that were placed around the globe and was stamping out the little lights that flickered in the crystal jars." (de Hooghe, Hieroglyphica, Amsterdam, 1744)