11.37.
11.54.
12.3.
JOHN ST. JOHN
attaching myself to all this great concourse of ideas
that I have here recorded, instead of remaining fixed
in the single stronghold of Unity with Myself.
And so this great day draws to its end.
These are indeed the Qliphoth, the Qliphoth of Kether,
the Thaumiel, twin giant heads that hate and tear each
other.
For the horror and darkness have been unbelievable;
yet again, the light and brilliance have been almost in-
supportable.
I was never so far, and never so near
.
.
. But the
hour approaches.
Let me collect myself, and begin the
new day in affirmation of my Unity with my Lord
Adonai I
The Eighth Day
Thus the Eighth day, the Second Week, begins.
I am
in Asana.
For some reason or other, Pranayarna is
quite easy.
Concentrating on Adonai, Iwas in Kam-
bhakham for a whole minute without distress.
It is true, by the way.
I was—and am—in some
danger of looking on this Record as a Book; i.e., of
emphasising
things
for
their literary
effect,
and
diminishing the importance of others which lend them-
selves less obviously.
But the answer to this, friend Satan] is that the
Canon of Art is Truth, and the Canon of Magic is
Truth; my true record will make a good book, and my
true book will make a good record.
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