THE EQUINOX
12.3. Ekam emm
6117421411/?!!!)'דfriend Satan!
One and not
two.
Hua alla/zu alazz' [dild/La illa Hua !
But what shall be my " considerations” for this week?
I am so absolutely become as a pantomorphous Iynx
that all things look alike to me; there are just as many
pros and cons to Pranayama as to Ceremonial, etc. etc.,
—and the pros and cons are so numerous and far-
reaching that I simply dare not start discussing even
one.
I can see an endless avenue in every case.
In
short, like the hashish-drunkard in full blast, I am
overwhelmed by the multitude of my own magical
Images.
I have become the great Magician—Mayan,
the Maker of Illusion——the Lord of the Brethren of the
Left—hand Path.
I don’t “wear my iniquity as an aureole, deathless in
Spiritual Evil," as Mr. Waite thinks; but it’s nearly
as bad as that.
There seems only one reply to this
great question of the Hunchback (I like to symbolise
the spirit of Questioning by “ב-"?? little crooked thing
that asks questions) and that is to keep on affirming
Adonai, and refusing to be obsessed by any images of
discipline or magic.
Ofcourse
1 but this is just the difficulty—as it was in the
Beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end!
My beautiful answer to the question, How will you
become a millionaire? is: I will possess a million
pounds.
The “answer" is not an answer; it is a
begging of the question.
What a fool I am! and people think me clever.
Ergo,
perhaps!