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The Book of Oz

Chapter 3

Eye of Ra Aiwass Eye of Horus
  1. And with a mad rush did the god descend into the bowels of the King, crying,
  2. The Dyad must be rectified! The two must become the Three that all may revolve into Naught!
  3. And the word struck the scribe with such clarity of meaning, such flamboyant rays of streaming colour that the God himself sat with him, leaning on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.
  4. Aiwass! All vermilion! All shades of lightning blast and clothed in sky. This is I, that I may tell thee of the time to come.
  5. Open thine eyes, O Man! And write unto the Kings I, thine angel, reveal unto thee. I give thee the words, but write!
  6. The sparkling woods on a russet day. Pan bounding through the foliage. To me! To me! O Holy One! Thou grabbest my heart. Thou graspest me with the pain of ecstasy — yet I am strong; I am not overcome by bliss.
  7. Deeper sinks the thoughtless mind. The point is like a little star on the tip of a penpoint. Yet that star is the Mother of galaxies.
  8. O! Laughing boy! Thou shalt laugh long. I spread my snowy wings over the Crown of thy head, to afford thee protection, my brownskin laboring lover. Labour thou must, for thou art human, yet is all life but play.
  9. Rip the screaming air with thy joy! The echoing chuckle of the distant waterfall is but a reflection in sound of the stellar monster, laughing with the pain of division, for it is no more.
  10. I invite thee and thy gem-clad friends into the Palace of White Marble. Enter ye into the Holy of Holies. Rend ye the Veil of the Ark! There shall be my countenance, all a-golden smiling, all courteous and refined.
  11. I invite thee unto the bridal chamber; there shall ye taste of the rich, sweet cluster of grapes which embodies my love for you, o beauteous friends of the lover of Pan.

Liber 77, Chapter 3: Aiwass

  1. There shall ye find cakes and roses, foaming wines, and all the sweet things of life. There shall ye find my wisdom, and the pleasure of the falling star.
  2. I lay my jewel be-crusted palm on thy hand, that I may further inspire thee to write. I have come once more, for thou hast invoked the end.
  3. Falling, falling, falling, art thou — through the uttermost edge of the revolving wheels of systems. Yet this edge is the one great central column, the ladder to Eternity.
  4. Falling, falling, falling art thou — pluck the grape as thou fallest. That grape shall not save thee from the descent. Rather, it shall speed thee on.
  5. Is there no end to the falling and climbing? This is the secret of Sisyphus, that angelic beast. That the climbing and falling is ever a joyous task, that this life and death is truly an unearned reward.
  6. And the word writhes through the airy billows as a snake upon the water, and I, thine angel, blast thee with my rod of Wisdom.
  7. Look! There stands the reaper as in thy Father’s book! And there too the wise man, all worrisome in his knowledge. Cast out this knowledge, for it veils thine Understanding. Yet is Knowledge the fruit of the Tree of Wisdom.
  8. The curling worm in the midst of the brown earth, rubbing his head on the fertile clod, is more Magus than this worrisome wizard. Thou art Magus, my young laughing boy. I lay my palm on thine head, and lo! thou understandest. Thou layest thine hand on my palm and dost remove it, and lo! Thou hast wisdom.
  9. It is my joy and understanding that the world shall adore thee. Thou! who hatest this adoration. This must be, and must also this adoration be flanked with vilest hatred, thou! who hatest to strive against aught.
  10. The Opener of the Ways is verily the one whom you seek. Treat him as thou wouldst a King, for verily he is thy friend.
  11. Robin of the Forest and the Snow Queen on her Icy throne, these three are a few; thou shalt treat them with respect.

Liber 77, Chapter 3: Aiwass

  1. Go on with thy task! It is all aright. The butterfly in the heavens shall flutter thee along. The omnipresent beating of those delicate, glancing wings, shall lull thee into deep awareness. Thy path shineth clear in the darkly glowering wood.
  2. I love thee, my boy, and am glad at thy return. Kiss me on the lips that I may fill thee with the willful expiration. (This was done, and the scribe was transfigured.) Kiss me again, that I may receive thy promise and absorb thy life breath — it shall bubble up from the depths of the Saturnine sea, into the clear air of Ra, and of Hoor, who are one, and Had the root of the sky and lord of the inverse world-tree. Give me thy kiss, that the lithe body of Nu may rejoice in completeness of ecstasy. I desire thy death. (This was done, and the seer was shot through with a glimmer of samadhi.)
  3. There — thou art complete. Thou hast received my blessing. Go forth into the world and prepare for the presentation of this thine Holy Book, and that, The Sacred Book of Codes.
  4. This, the explanation, and this a further mystery. These three, 220, 718, and, lastly, 77, shall form the trinity of scripture at the heart of the Thelemic Vedas. I shall grant thee no more. Thou must now work with the wisdom, the understanding, and the Crown I now present unto thee. I shall speak with thee often, but the writing is finished.
  5. There! Go forth into the day, and send thou this writing unto the Opener of the Ways. He shall not fail thee.
  6. I nod my head, and lo! an earthquake and deluge. I shake my snowy locks and, look ye all! a tempest and the blinding blizzard. I place my hand on my lips, and wither the crops and make the rivers run dry. I gash my breast with mine own nails, and lo! diseases and calamity, and blood in the streets! I seal up my wound with sacred oil, and there cries of pain and anguish, as salt pressed close to humanity’s. All this that the word may be fulfilled.
  7. Ah! The sound of a hawk, screeching with warlust, and now the cry of its victim, and the opened eye.
  8. There lies Jesus in the arms of Mary, and they are both pitifully turned to stone.
  9. The end of the words, and the beginning also, is the word Θελημα, holier than the four-squared, and swift in its power of manifestation.

DO WHAT THOU WILT IS THE WHOLE OF THE LAW

AUMGN

Book of Oz – Liber 77
❮❮❮ Chapter 2 – Aiwass