The Law is for All

Chapter II a Verse 70 141 18. Between its wings I sate, and the aeons fled away. 19. Then the swan flew and dived and soared, yet no whither we went. 20. A little crazy boy that rode with me spake unto the swan, and said: 21. Who art thou that dost float and fly and dive and soar in the inane? Behold, these many aeons have passed; whence earnest thou? Whither wilt thou go? 22. And laughing I chid him, saying: No whence! No whither! 23. The swan being silent, he answered: Then, if with no goal, why this eternal journey? 24. And I laid my head against the Head of the Swan, and laughed, saying: Is there not joy ineffable in this aimless winging? Is there not weariness and impatience for who would attain to some goal? 25. And the swan was ever silent. Ah! but we floated in the infinite Abyss. Joy! Joy! White swan, bear thou ever me up between thy wings! “be strong!” We need healthy robust bodies as the mechanical instruments of our souls. Could Paganini have expressed himself on the “fiddle for eighteen pence” that someone once bought when he was “young and had no sense?” Each of us is Hadit, the core of our Khabs, our Star, one of the Company of Heaven; but this Khabs needs a Khu or Magical Image, in order to play its part in the Great Drama. This Khu, again, needs the proper costume, a suitable “body of flesh,” and this costume must be worthy of the Play. We therefore employ various magical means to increase the vigour of our bodies and the energy of our minds, to fortify and to sublime them. The result is that we of Thelema are capable of enormously more achievement than others, even in terrestrial matters, from sexual orgia to creative Art. Even if we had only this one earth­ life to consider, we exceed our fellows some thirtyfold, some sixtyfold, some an hundredfold.