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The Book of Codes

Chapter 5

HEMESH   343

Eye of Ra Heru-ra-ha Eye of Horus
  1. Is there no message for the Kings of Thelema? Where is the God? It is tomorrow, though I have not slept. Must I await the coming of day?
  2. If thou hadst not done thine invocation according to Abrahadabra in thine well-etched radiant four-starred circle, I indeed would have remained in the Aethyr till thou hadst replenished thine energies with sleep. So be it! The message shall begin. This is the end of the Book of Codes, called by many the prophesied Comment (though it be but the final comment by authorization of 93).
  3. This book, called 718, shall ever be printed with Liber Al and its additional explanations. Also, I would that thou, o scribe, write thine own verse for verse comment on our Book, including a complex numerology for the sake of exactness, and it shall take you several volumes, several years. The Book of Codes is the easy, as Hadit compels you to write though you know not what. The voluminous treatise may well be your life’s work: it shall stand as a monument of Thelema for all generations to come.
  4. Ah! I see thou art not refreshed as thou shouldst be! My body is still digesting. Canst thou not feel the added energy gradually sifting into the bloodstream, filling thy being with lust of manhood? Write then, as the Word takes effect! Let this stand as a record of the miracle of the Mass!
  5. I am upon thee, o chosen one! My face lieth invisibly over the features of your own. My beak croaketh the words you write; my wings flutter in excitement. Thou angel! With the wings of a hawk! Write! Once more: for this is a final word to be given to the denizens of Din, the Lords of Laughter, and the Sons of Silence.

Liber 718, Chapter 5: Heru-ra-ha

  1. Time will show this generation a wonder of wonders, for the old brilliant Magick shall creep gradually back into the cities of men, as the pharaoh’s mummy returning through the power of sorcery. These children shall see society transformed utterly, for the old is already being set in its grave. Cling not to false idols, such as respect and even goodness! To be respected of the old time is to be rejected by the new. To be good by Victoria’s standards, or even Roosevelt’s, is to be evil by way of the revelations of Aiwass.
  2. Now let it be understood that this evil is but a word to signify a lack of wholeness in the individual, as to the outer and the inner. There is no law beyond Do What Thou Wilt.
  3. I am a roaring and a thunderous god; on my breast can be seen the blazing circle, all red in its bloodiness, for my heart is exposed. My hair is of the most resplendent white, whiter than any earthly white, hardly bearable to look upon, even with the eyes of light.
  4. I have missed thee, my scribe, and am glad at thy return. I have watched thee over the years as thou grew from babe to man. Now that thou art man, I claim thee as mine own. I am Aiwass, the minister of Him who is silent, and the backbone of the fiery globe. It was me who spoke to thee in the fulness of thy fear, in thy childhood, when you prayed to the slave-god for assurance. The words that I spoke you do not remember. They are: Fear not, o chosen one, I shall be with thee unto the end of eternity. I cast a fog over thy mind, I made thee forget, now thou barely believest me.

Liber 718, Chapter 5: Heru-ra-ha

  1. 181 is Alostrael by name, as thou hast suspected before. She is the Scarlet Woman foretold as of old; she shall bring you to rich possessions and ripe attainments. She shall bear thee a child, a man-child, and thou shalt name him Lucifer. Ah! You cringe at this name. You forced yourself to put it down. This shall be his name without doubt — and it is a good one! Light-bearer! Morning-star! He shall succeed thee on the throne. Thy Baphomitr hath not yet appeared, despite thy many works of sorcery. Soon, o chosen one, very soon, and he shall be all thou desirest in a friend. Enough of this talk of superfluities! Thy life is of little importance to the fulness of Time. Slowly by slowly the stars wind down; the constellations are but signs of things to come. The order is approaching, nigh to exploding, for the cup of my wrath shall be poured on the filthy, the cup of purgatory shall be poured on the good, and the cup of the wine of my fornication shall be placed in the hands of my babes, to be drunk most deliciously.
  2. The darkness is upon us; the sunrise shall ensue: this calls for patience, yet not of the inactive sort. Let us fight! Let us pray! Let us forcibly establish the kingdom of Jerusalem! And along with this thrice-blessed city, let us build the glorious Sodom and Gomorrah, in their thrice times thrice blessedness! Let this book be eaten by all who read it; let it be completely absorbed into Understanding.
  3. Look, o scribe! And write unto the Kings that which you see! A scene unfolds before my eyes. I feel a pressure in Ajnacakra. It is a sea; there is water, choppy ocean water, for as far as I can see — from right to left. Before me is a shoreline, somewhat hidden in a light fog. There is a lighthouse and a figure standing in the uppermost window, beckoning to me, and I see it is an old man, extremely old, and in his hand is a cutlass, all bejewelled. His eyes are quite frightening; they seem sinister. I enter the room with my mind’s eye and the old man looks pleased. There is a woman sitting on a chair; she looks like Whistler’s Mother! He explains in a soft voice that she is my widow.
  1. She does not notice either of us, but keeps rocking back and forth, humming to herself. I ask the phantom what the sword is for. He says it is to kill both me and the old woman. I look sharply at her and see a number is written on her forehead, and it is 181. He explains that we will feel no pain, that it must be so if we are to join him in his “revels”. I ask what his “revels” are, and he changes — becoming a beautiful, strong young man with curly silver hair and a ruby diadem on his forehead. His clothes have disappeared, save for a waterfall-white cloth which hangs majestically to either side of his thighs. The woman remains rocking, staring at nothing.
  2. I suddenly realize that the woman is my wife, the Scarlet Woman, who is at this moment asleep. Naturally, she cannot see or hear me, nor the phantom. And at the writing of this, I immediately know that the phantom is Aiwass; his sword is meant as an offering of complete and final initiation into his mysteries. Look again! In my vision, I see myself baring my chest, and the cutlass plunges deep, deep into my body. I feel no pain, but I drop to the floor as Aiwass licks up the blood of my wound. He then approaches the unconscious 181 and does the same. Curious!
  3. I see now he has an erection, and the slain body of my wife (now young) is lying beside me on the floor. He leans over us, embracing us both, and all grows dark except for his very handsome, noble face, which in turn vanishes like the Cheshire Cat.

Liber 718, Chapter 5: Heru-ra-ha

  1. That, o scribe, was an effect of your invocation. Yes, your magick is well-done for one without training! I have taught thee invisibly for years.
  2. Marvel not at the foolishness of men; it is to be expected. Are they all to be members of the elect? Is every man created equal? No! We are a few! But the law and the order is for all.
  3. In thy capitol city, thou shalt build a great statue of Therion and his Lady. The multitudes shall flock to see it, and make certain they are conjoined according to the stélé 666.
  4. The nation shall cease its destruction of the wilderness. The people shall learn the ways of natural harmony. This is most needful, for Thelema must have both town and country in the fulness of their splendour.
  5. The work shall be difficult, but the bliss unbounding; thou hast made thy secret door into mine illustrious abode, and I have anointed thee with ambrosia. Thine head doth certainly open to the influx of the Lord; the outflux leaveth thee inspired to do what thou must.
  6. The sacred cow, the goat, and the ram shall be kept in their particular temples, as shall all the deities’ animals, trees, rocks, and flowers. Thou shalt encourage the populace to make study of the subtle links between energy-source and material object; this shall develop their poetic mind.
  7. The Grand Temple shall be built according to the pattern of the Minutum Mundum, and thou mayst have four levels herein. Each level shall be a major degree of initiation as revealed in the word ABRAX. Each sephir shall be committed to its own type and wonder of deity. This shall slope gradually to a point at the top, in the form of a pyramid, but at the uttermost point shall be an observatory, and a temple dedicated to the glory and worship of Nuit.

Liber 718, Chapter 5: Heru-ra-ha

  1. The word is all but exhausted; the hand and the pen find it painful to write; the God is becoming fainter in the consciousness. Ra! Ra! Write unto the denizens of Din; write unto the Lords of Laughter; write unto the Sons of Silence!
  2. To the Din I send destruction complete; their misery-wracked brains shall no longer torture the earth with their own miserly intelligence.
  3. To those who laugh, I write, it is well for thee if thou hast also the silence; and for those who keep Silence, I write, it is well for thee if thou also give way to laughter. You are the two faces of Heru-Ra-Ha, but the laughter is not only in innocence of deed.
  4. This book is the companion of Liber Al, and there is also a key hidden herein, though the two be quite dissimilar. There are the barbarous words and there are the names of the demons: for a new Goetia, a new sorcery, shall be beheld within this treatise. I write not who shall discover this, save the scribe shall not himself care to. Indeed, an entire Goetic manual lies concealed in these words.
  5. I am the God who loveth his mother, and am conjoined to her in incestual ecstasy unto the ages, even until the death of the Universe. Aye! There is death for all creation, and it is a blessing for myself and for all.
  6. I have witnessed the expiration: it created the myriad worlds. I have witnessed the inspiration, and it joined me to my mother so completely that there was no difference of being; no light and no darkness. I who am Ra beheld only myself as fair Nuit.
  7. And again there was the expiration, when the Solitary One gave love-play with his hand, becoming two through the eating of his seed, and the two becoming the infinite in their separateness.

Liber 718, Chapter 5: Heru-ra-ha

  1. Thus does the Wheel revolve, ever and anon, and ne’er does it stop. No, never! All wise men have known of this since time immemorial, and, yes, Time has always been capable of producing wise men.
  2. I am the double-wanded one, the brilliant Heru-Ra-Ha, ever ready to burst into consciousness when the competent Magician gives call.
  3. I shall implode within your mind, deep through the ancestral, primeval layers of evolutionary instinct. There ye shall find me: roaming with the Beasts on the day of the Lord.
  4. The host of heaven, I foresee, is battled on the field, all a scarlet gleaming yellow. I shall watch, complacently, your progress.
  5. The message is complete. ’Tis the Doom of the Damned. Well done, my scribe! Well done!
  6. And the blesséd beast of woodland
    Turned his eyes up toward the sun
    And knew then of an instant
    That the war would soon be won.

HEMOPHOLA!
GAMATLA!
BENOBONIA!
YAMATZ!
AUM      AUM      AUM
TUM

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