Konx Om Pax

ALI SLOPER; OR, T and the falsehood thereof hath rung its sepulchral summons down the Halls that men call Time. [BONES boils ot/er. MRS. BONES strokes his marble brow. Now it hath occurred that some of the younger Adepts, the light hearted and foolish of the Great White Brotherhood, those who slip back oftenest to normal consciousness of the Universe, so that even their pure wings are soiled in the mire of sense, perception, reason, and their foul kind, some of those boys, I say, forget the Writing on the outer Veil of the Indicible Arcanum, that rune which is written, “No separate existence!” in golden letters on the silver of the veil (just as within is written “No existence!” in silver letters upon the gold of the veil). [BONES smiles, seeing the way to destroy the argument of the Paper. That rune these boys forget, miserable ones! Therefore, lost in the unthinkable depths of their depravity, do they dream evil dreams called “ Others,” “ Fellow-men ” and the like (Fellow-men is really a nightmare so appalling that only the “pass men” of the G. W. B. ever dream it, since it implies the ghastly and horrible phantasm of “ mankind”). Now in their better selves is a certain force whose troubled reflec tion is called “Love.” This tinctures the dream, and they instantly feel compassion for the “ Others "—who, being merely unpurified parts of their consciousness, simply need annihilating—and set to work (if you please!) to redeem these “ Others,” to initiate these “ fellow-men,” to emancipate these “separate beings.” [The bitterly sarcastie tone of this passage ohills the bloodqf MRS. BONES, and she hastily prepares more amfi'e. Therefore they determine to announce Truth to men, that Truth may make them free—it is but a step to jonah’s Whale. Now the process of waking from these dreams of evil, of arising into the Dawn of Glory that is the true consciousness of the Adept, of annihilating these disturbed phantoms, may involve some symbolic