John St. John

5.40. 7.45- 8.25. 8.35. 10.25. JOHN ST. JOHN He must do his best. He does not wish to wake too thoroughly, either, lest afterward he oversleep himself, and miss his appointment with Michael Brenner to continue moulding Siddhasana. Again I awake. . . , ]0 swine! thou hast felt in thy- self " Good! Good I the night is broken up nicely; all goes very well ”—and thou hast written “ I ! " Oswine, John St. John! When wilt thou learn that the least stirring of thy smug content is the great Fall from the Plath ?[ It will be best to get up and do some kind of work; for the beast would sleep. John St John has arisen, after doing 20 breath- cycles, reciting internally the ritual, 70 per cent. of which he now knows by heart. To the Dome—a cafe-croissant. Some proofs to cor- rect during the meal. Having walked over to the studio reciting the Ritual (925—9.55 approximately), John St. John got into his pose, and began going for the gloves. The Interior Trembling began, and the room filled with the Subtle Light. He was within an ace of Concentration; the Violet Lotus of Ajna appeared, flashing like some marvellous comet; the Dawn began to break, as he slew with the Lightning-Flash every thought that arose in him, especially this Vision of Ajna; but fear —dread fear !—gripped his heart. Annihilation stood before him, annihilation of John St. John that he had 99