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Written by probationideadlyi on January 30th, 2013. Posted in Book of The Law

 

 


Labor

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 THE CRY OF THE 23 RD ÆTHYR WHICH IS CALLED phoneline TOR

In the brightness of the stone are three lights, brighter than all, which revolve ceaselessly. And now there is a  spider's web of silver47-grey shiningsilver covering the whole of the stone. Behind the spider's web is a  star of 12 rays; and behind that again, a  black bull   , furiously pawing up the ground. The flames from his mouth increase and whirl, and he cries:securet Behold the mystery of toil, O thou who art taken in the toils of mystery. For I who trample  the earth thereby make whirlpools in the air; be comforted, therefore, for though I be black, in the roof of my mouth is the sign of the BeetleMascha Vu. Bent are the backs of my brethren, yet shall they gore the lion with their horns. Have I not the wings of the eagleAquila, and the face of the man?
And now he is turned into one of those winged Assyrian bullmen. And he sayeth: The spade of the husbandman is the sceptre of the   king. All the heavens beneath me, they serve me. They are my fields and my   gardens and my orchards and my pastures.
Glory be unto thee, who didst set thy feet in the North∞ ; whose forehead is pierced with the sharp points of the diamonds in superna higher triangle   ? ? thy crown; whose heart is pierced with the spear of thine own fecundity.

Thou art an egg of blackness, and a worm of poison. But thou hast formulated thy father, and made fertile thy mother. Thou art the basilisk whose gaze turns men to stone, and the cockatrice at the breast of an harlot that giveth death for milk.

Thou  art the asp that has stolen into the cradle of the  babe. Glory unto thee, who art twined about the world as the vine that clingeth to the bare body of a bacchanal. Also, though I be planted so firmly upon the earth, yet is my blood wine and my breath fire of madness. With these wings, though they be but little, I lift myself above the crown of the yod, and being without fins I yet swim in the inviolate fountain.

I disport myself in the  ruins of   Eden, even as Leviathan in the false sea, being whole as the rose at the crown of the cross. Come ye unto me, my children, and be glad. At the end of labour is the power of labour. And in my stability is concentrated eternal change.

For the whirlings of the universe are but the course of the blood in my heart. And the unspeakable variety thereof is but my divers hairs, and plumes, and gems in my tall crown. The change which ye lament is the life of my rejoicing, and the sorrow that blackeneth your hearts is the myriad deaths by which I am renewed. And the instability which maketh ye to fear, is the little waverings of balance by which I am assured.

And now the veil of silver tissue-stuff closes over him, and above that, a purple veil, and above that, a golden veil, so that now the whole stone is like a thick mat of woven gold wires; and there come forth, one from each side of the stone, two women, and grasp each other by both hands, and kiss, and melt into one another; and melt away.* And now the veils     open again, the gold parts, and the purple parts, and the silver parts,
and there is a crowned eagle, also like the Assyrian eaglesAquila
And he cries: All my strength and stability are turned to the use of flight. For though my wings are of fine gold, yet my heart is the     alien king heart of a scorpion      Glory unto thee, who being born in a stable didst make thee mirth of the filth thereof, who didst suck in iniquity from the breast of thy mother the harlot; who didst flood with iniquity the bodies of thy concubines.
 Thou didst lie in the filth  of the streets with the Dogs; thou wast tumbled and shameless and wanton in a place where four roads meet. There wast thou defiled, and there wast thou slain, and there wast thou left to rot. The charred stake was thrust through thy bowels, and thy parts were cut off and thrust into thy mouth for derision.
All my unity is dissolved; I live in the tips of my feathers.
That which I think to be myself is but infinite number  .      Glory unto the  Rose and the Cross, for the Cross is extended unto the uttermost end beyond space and time and being and ? knowledge and delight! Glory unto the Rose that is the minute point of its center! Even as we say; glory unto the Rose that is  Nuit the circumference of all, and glory unto the Cross that is the heart of the Rose!
Therefore do I cry aloud, and my scream is the treble as the bellowing of the bull is the bass.  Peace in the highest and peace in the lowest and peace in the midst thereof! Peace in the eight quarters, peace in the ten points of the Penta-gramPeace in the 12 rays of the seal of Solomon, and peace in the 4 and  30 whirlings of the hammer of Thor!

Behold! I blaze upon thee. (The eagle  is gone; it is only a flaming Rosy Cross of white brilliance.) I catch thee up into rapture    
FALUTLI, FALUTLI!
. . . O it dies, it dies.
BOU SÂADA.
November 28, 1909. 9.30-10.15 a.m.

 

The 12/13 Lab-or of Hercu-les- lina

Brief explaination of the Torus structure    Toric geometry

                    

                trnasforming blue cube ni                  
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                Job crest -Paladin                
                hydrochus                  
                  Job crest Hunter                
                  bsh                
                  Job crest Mage                
s13shield                
                  mar
                  Job crest Death Knight                
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                  Job crest Warrior                
Warlord - ⓎING Passive skills=Thoughness Job crest Warlock
Job crest Shaman
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