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The Law is for All
The Law is for All (1996), PDF p. 182
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Chapter III á- Verses 57—58
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But the “fool” is still as described in the Tarot Trump. He is
an epicene creature, soft and sottish, with an imbecile laugh and a
pretty taste in fancy waistcoats. He lacks virility, like the ox which
is the meaning of the letter aleph which describes the Trump,
and his value is Zero, its number. He is air, formless and incapa
ble of resistance, carrier of sounds which mean nothing to it,
swept up into destructive rages of senseless violence from its
idleness, incalculably moved by every pressure or pull. One-fifth is
the fuel of fire, the corruption of rust; the rest is inert, the soul of
explosives, with a trace of that stifling and suffocating gas which
is yet food for vegetable, as it is poison to animal, life.
We have here a picture of the average man, of a fool. He has
no will of his own, is all things to all men, is void, a repeater of
words of whose sense he knows nought, a drifter, both idle and
violent, compact partly of fierce passions that burn up both him
self and the other, but mostly of inert and characterless nonentity,
with a little heaviness, dullness, and stupefaction for his only
positive qualities.
Such are the “fools” whom we despise. The man of Thelema is
vertebrate, organized, purposeful, steady, self-controlled, virile;
he uses the air as the food of his blood; so also, were he deprived
of fools he could not live. We need our atmosphere, after all; it is
only when the fools become violent madmen that we need our
cloak of silence to wrap us, and our staff to stay us as we ascend
our mountain-ridge; and it is only if we go down into the dark
ness of mines to dig us treasure of earth that we need fear to
choke on their poisonous breath.
58. But the keen and the proud, the royal and the lofty; ye are
brothers!
Commentary: “the keen”: these are the men whose Will is as
a sword sharp and straight, tempered and ground and polished its
flawless steel; with a Wrist and an Eye behind it.
“the proud”: these are the men who know themselves to be
stars, and bend the knee to none. True pride prevents a man from
doing aught unworthy of himself.
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