JOHN ST. JOHN
6.5!. shivering and sad, like a sot who has tried to get credit
at a tavern and is turned away—and that on Christmas
Eve!
There is no money in his purse, no steam in his boilers
—that’s what’s the matter with John St. John.
It is clear enough, what happened yesterday.
He
failed at the Four Pylons in turn ; in the morning
Fear stopped him at that of Horus and so on; while in
the evening he either failed at the Pylon of Thoth,
i.e., was obsessed by the necessity (alleged) of recording
his results, or failed to overcome the duality of Thoth.
Otherwise, even if he comprehended the base, he cer-
tainly failed at the apex of the Pyramid.
In any case, he cannot blame the Ceremony, which is
most potent; one or two small details may need cor-
rection, but no more.
Here then he is down at the bottom of the hill again,
a Rosicrucian Sisyphus with the Stone of the Philo-
sophersl
An Ixion bound to the Wheel of Destiny
and of the Samsara, unable to reach the centre, where
is Rest.
He must add to the entry 1.13 that the ”telephone-
cross " voices came as he composed himself to sleep, in
the Will to Adonai.
This time he detached a body of
cavalry to chase them to oblivion.
Perhaps an unwise
division of his forces; yet he was so justly indignant
at the eternal illusions that he may be excused.
Excused!
To whom?
Thou must succeed or fail!
Ο Batsman, with thy frail fortress of Three—in—One, the
Umpirecries “ Out ”; and thou explainest to thy friends
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