Also, Speech is a symptom of Thought.
Yet, silence is but the negative side of Truth ; the positive side is beyond even silence.
Nevertheless, One True God crieth hriliu ! And the laughter of the Death-rattle is akin.
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚΕ
THE STAR RUBY
Facing East, in the centre, draw deep deep deep thy breath, closing thy mouth with thy right forefinger prest against thy lower lip. Then dashing down the hand with a great sweep back and out, expelling forcibly thy breath, cry : ΑΠΟ ΠΑΝΤΟC ΚΑΚΟΔΑΙ- ΜΟΝΟC.
With the same forefinger touch thy forehead, and say CΟΙ, thy member, and say ΩΦΑΛΛΕ,14 thy right shoulder, and say ΙCΧΥΡΟC, thy left shoulder, and say ΕΥΧΑΡΙCΤΟC ; then clasp thine hands, locking the fingers, and cry ΙΑΩ.
Advance to the East. Imagine strongly a Pentagram, aright, in thy forehead. Drawing the hands to the eyes, fling it forth, making the sign of Horus, and roar ΧΑΟC. Retire thine hand in the sign of Hoor pa kraat.
Go round to the North and repeat ; but scream ΒΑΒΑΛΟΝ.
Go round to the West and repeat ; but say ΕΡΩC.
Go round to the South and repeat ; but bellow ΨΥΧΗ.
Completing the circle widdershins, retire to the centre, and raise thy voice in the Paian, with these words ΙΟ ΠΑΝ with the signs of N. O. X.
Extend the arms in the form of a Tau, and say low but clear : ΠΡΟ ΜΟΥ ΙΥΓΓΕC ΟΠΙCΩ ΜΟΥ ΤΕΛΕΤΑΡΧΑΙ ΕΠΙ ΔΕΞΙΑ CΥΝΟΧΕC ΕΠΑΡΙCΤΕΡΑ ΔΑΙΜΟΝΕC ΦΛΕΓΕΙ ΓΑΡ ΠΕΡΙ ΜΟΥ Ο ΑCΤΗΡ ΤΩΝ ΠΕΝΤΕ ΚΑΙ ΕΝ ΤΗΙ CΤΗΛΗΙ Ο ΑCΤΗΡ ΤΩΝ ΕΞ ΕCΤΗΚΕ.
Repeat the Cross Qabalistic, as above, and end as thou didst begin.
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚF
THE ELEPHANT AND THE TORTOISE
The Absolute and the Conditioned together make The One Absolute.
The Second, who is the Fourth, the Demiurge, whom all nations of Men call The First, is a lie grafted upon a lie, a lie multiplied by a lie.
Fourfold is He, the Elephant upon whom the Universe is poised : but the carapace of the Tortoise supports and covers all.
This Tortoise is sixfold, the Holy Hexagram.15
These six and four are ten, 10, the One manifested that returns into the Naught unmanifest.
The All-Mighty, the All-Ruler, the All-Knower, the All-Father, adored by all men and by me abhorred, be thou accursed, be thou abolished, be thou annihilated, Amen !
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚΖ
THE SORCERER
A Sorcerer by the power of his magick had subdued all things to himself.
Would he travel? He could fly through space more swiftly than the stars.
Would he eat, drink, and take his pleasure? There was none that did not instantly obey his bidding.
In the whole system of ten million times ten million spheres upon the two and twenty million planes he had his desire.
And with all this he was but himself.
Alas !
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚΗ
THE POLE-STAR
Love is all virtue, since the pleasure of love is but love, and the pain of love is but love.
Love taketh no heed of that which is not and of that which is.
Absence exalteth love, and presence exalteth love.
Love moveth ever from height to height of ecstasy and faileth never.
The wings of love droop not with time, nor slacken for life or for death.
Love destroyeth self, uniting self with that which is not-self, so that Love breedeth All and None in One.
Is it not so? . . . No? . . .
Then thou art not lost in love ; speak not of love.
Love Alway Yieldeth : Love Alway Hardeneth.
. . . . . . . . . . May be : I write it but to write Her name.
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚΘ
THE SOUTHERN CROSS
Love, I love you ! Night, night, cover us ! Thou art night, O my love : and there are no stars but thine eyes.
Dark night, sweet night, so warm and yet so fresh, so scented yet so holy, cover me, cover me !
Let me be no more ! Let me be Thine ; let me be Thou ; let me be neither Thou nor I ; let there be love in night and night in love.
N. O. X. the night of Pan ; and Laylah, the night before His threshold !
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ Λ
JOHN-A-DREAMS
Dreams are imperfections of sleep ; even so is consciousness the imperfection of waking.
Dreams are impurities in the circulation of the blood ; even so is consciousness a disorder of life.
Dreams are without proportion, without good sense, without truth ; so also is consciousness.
Awake from dream, the truth is known :16 awake from waking, the Truth is—The Unknown.
ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΛΑ
THE GAROTTE
IT moves from motion into rest, and rests from rest into motion. These IT does alway, for time is not. So that IT does neither of these things. IT does THAT one thing which we must express by two things neither of which possesses any rational meaning.
Yet ITS doing, which is no-doing, is simple and yet complex, is neither free nor necessary.
For all these ideas express Relation ; and IT, comprehending all Relation in ITS simplicity, is out of all Relation even with ITSELF.
All this is true and false ; and it is true and false to say that it is true and false.
Strain forth thine Intelligence, O man, O worthy one, O chosen of IT, to apprehend the discourse of THE MASTER ; for thus thy reason