Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law
Today’s private lecture is going to become an essay; and I really will to expound how an Initiate in the Hierarchy who is successful shall always be honored; and explain some of the consequences of those who fail. What could be more glorious to the serious Initiate to observe as an aspirant that you have trained for a number of years that actually attained? What could be more serious a subject where when someone falls you must observe it all with calm and enlightened analysis to study carefully what went wrong. I admit to being wrong about some who I was convinced had potential that actually failed. I admit to being wrong about something I observed in an aspirant to automatically wonder whether they would survive who advanced beyond my wildest expectations. Even after all these years I cannot be sure who will succeed when they join us. You have to take in consideration for the growth that shall be which is always difficult. So, with some I might seem to be the epitome of patience while another aspirant will wonder when I am to bring the inevitable Hammer of Discipline down upon him or her. In addition, no one in the Hierarchy behaves in front of me like they do with each other. So, I can be fooled for a time not knowing who is making false accusations. An aspirant can survive for years before he or she either attains or eliminates themselves. With so many students; and students of students of students anyone could at any time whether we are in Period of Silence or Speech suddenly become my student. For example, if a Zelator of the Order below me has audited his student where he eventually arises to Zelator I take him on as a student where my new student begins as a Zelator where those below me in the Hierarchy more or less trained them up their Grade and passed them on to me. This, of course, means I cannot know how large the Hierarchy is which is good since no one can torture out of me the number of members that exist if it ever came to that! -1-
Well, whereas I have to expound the issue of failures where it all might seem all too negative I’ll begin with positive words where leaping laughter is possible to balance out the apparent callous decisions of those who have failed to measure up.
My word. I am, indeed, in rare form this morning where I shall do something no one does; at the very least not very often enough where I begin my lecture with an attempt to be intensely amusing. After all, I must explore all ways and manners to balance my otherwise imaginary reputation from my rivals who persist with such retrograde adjectives. Why, of course. Let me adjust my garment keeping up appearances to stifle that otherwise hideous array of rumors about my person.
Say ace, did you hear the one about the drunk Hindoo who wandered into a Kentucky Fried Chicken, pulled out a squirt gun and exclaimed; “all right mother sticker, this is a fuck up”! Now, as intensely amusing or even ridiculous this might sound to many perhaps there is a lesson to be learned from such an outrageous scenario. Isn’t this what occurs on a regular basis from those whose ruach represents the squirt gun; and the twisted words accompanying such robbery of common sense from the drunkenness of self deception where their behavior has brought them to criminal status? Rather than sleep it off on their version of a mattress being a bed of nails or meditate deeply on the sober couches of self discipline they permit themselves to be compromised by poor choices brought on by a useless rebellion of intellect. They end the last moments of their fame by entering the prison of their twisted delusions where they have written or proclaimed some series of paragraphs or proclamations vocal of how everyone but them is at fault.
How twisted around and infatuated I observe those who attempt to expound the true Initiate’s or even the Adept’s work. You cannot spot them? Well, perhaps many need to see them so they will learn what not to do as a lesson of their Path. Early on with my Path I observed those who I thought I could name brother or sister that genuinely surprised me that they failed. So, it might see peculiar at first to state that watching them not unfold their True Self; but dive into the stagnant waters of delusion actually braced me; and made me proceed with a caution that would of not existed had I not seen what I was observing while they dropped to all fours and ran for the dark alleys of their deterioration.
So, you found out how old I really am, did you? It hadn’t occurred to you that my Path has been glorious, exciting, vibrant, enlightening, wondrous, penetrating, involved, zealous, almighty in power, and with real initiations. All you can see is the immediate jealousy of what magick I must have stolen to yet be young within where the Formula of the Crowned and Conquering Child exists for Me while you have aged to become a vicious and mean person who objects to everything - passing such behavior off as skepticism. I command to differ; for you have aged not toward maturity but have deteriorated into that warned against delusional “old man of wisdom” within which was all along rationalizations of your failure to adhere to duty, zeal where you no longer found glory with aspirations of the Initiation but fear of ordeal. I command to differ; and doing so I am the chief of all while you have forgotten aspiration and zeal with duty. Run, run, run from Me. I am no longer the Instructor that you are proud to hear; but in your deluded state of obsessions have turned against Me whose spirit has died from masturbation and disordered nephesh where your ruach erupts into self restriction.
Without a doubt, this accusation that I am an evil wizard that would turn you into a toad is foolish mockery. After all, it is you who turned yourself into a toad where you operate in a realm less than human and what you originally aspired to become isn’t even a remote memory. I will laugh at your fear as you die in your misery. For you feel not. A magical Oath cannot be broken; and therefore I’ll be waiting for you in your next lifetime. You cannot escape Me. It is written that the Avenger shall arise from His very Tomb. So, karma takes it toll where you've built something for a long time; and let it deteriorate.
As it is written:
Behold! I am Yesterday, To-Day, and the Brother of To-Morrow!
I am born again and and again.
Mine is the Unseen Force, whereof the Gods are sprung! Which is as Life unto the Dwellers in the Watch-Towers of the Universe.
I am the Charioteer of the East, Lord of the Past and of the Future.
I see by mine own inward light: Lord of Resurrection; Who cometh forth from the Dusk, and my birth is from the House of Death.
It should be carefully emphasized that I am quite glorious to stand where I have taken a stand after so many years while I cannot imagine myself standing where my opposition stands where I would stand for what they stand for. On the contrary, it is you who have taken what was considered the greener grass turned out to be a desolate farm of gray land. Why yes. I’d rather it be that I am where I am that I am than exist where you are after you began to associate with the pathetic points of self gratifications rather than the pinnacles of perception that has a bases with true insight. So, you talked yourself out of honor; and stripped yourself of zeal and duty where your irresponsibility has replaced what might have been avoided by self discipline. Now that you left our tutelage does this mean you’ll do what all the others do; begin a campaign of slander; or create public lectures that have no body, and write books that fail to inspire anyone but the most rudimentary intellect or novice?
Well, enough with the paragraphs where I expound how typical the failures are where we emphasize how glorious those who remain loyal are who you actually observe growth. After all, they are given those secrets of magical power and even initiation. They found the wondrous balance of fraternity and discipline. They met each Oath and Task; or took seriously their Letter Patents. They proved themselves when tested. They memorized their Chapters. They took magical retirements sufficiently long and frequent to actually be advanced enough to take a Priestess with them.
I might state that one successful aspirant can make all the others that have failed worth your efforts.
Of the many few are chosen, of the few many are chosen.
Love is the law, love under will