The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

THE EQUINOX so vast that I could only see to their knees. “Would not knowledge of the gods suffice?" " No! " said I. It was then pointed out to me that I was being critical, even rationalistic, and made to see that A was not necessarily fashioned in my image. I asked pardon for my blindness, and knelt at the altar, placing my hands upon it, right over left. Then one, human, white, self-shining (my idea after all I), came forth and put his hands over mine, saying: “I receive thee into the Order of the ——." I sank back to earth in a cradle of flame. April 25. Yesterday’s vision a real illumination, since it 22 26. showed me an obvious mistake which I had utterly failed to see. The word in my Kamma- work (in Burma) was Augoeides, and the method Invoking Often. Therefore a self—glittering One, whether my conscience approves or not, whether my desires fit or not, is to be my guide. I am to invoke often, not to criticize. Am I to lose my grade of Babe of the Abyss? I cannot go wrong, for I am the chosen one; that is the very postulate of the whole work. This boat carries Caesar and his fortunes. A fair to good; but attention wandered toward close. A fair. Am convinced I did not go to sleep: yet the end is completely veiled from memory. (Neighbourhood-concentration attained—ED.)