The Vision and the Voice

THE VISION AND THE VOICE with infinite brilliance, so that the whole Aethyr flushes warm, and she says with a subtle sub-meaning, pointing downwards: By this, that. And I took her hand and kissed it, and I say to her: Am I not nearly purged of the iniquity of my forefathers? With that she bends down, and kisses me on the mouth, and says: “Yet a little, and on thy left arm shalt thou carry a man-child, and give him to drink of the milk of thy breasts. But I go dancing.” And I wave my hand, and the Aethyr is empty and dark, and I bow myself before it in the sign that I, and only I, may know. And I sink through waves of blackness, poised on an eagle, down, down, down. And I give the sign that only I may know. And now there is nothing in the stone but the black cross of Themis, and on it these words: Memento: Sequor. (These words probably mean that the Equinox of Horus is to be fol- lowed by that of Themis.) Bou-SAapa. December 2, 1909. 4.50-6.5 p.m. Tue Cry OF THE I5TH AETHYR, WHICH IS CALLED OXO There appears immediately in the Aethyr a tremendous column of scarlet fire, whirling forth, rebounding, crying aloud. And about it are four columns of green and blue and gold and silver, each inscribed with writings in the character of the dagger. And the column of fire is dancing among the pillars. Now it seems that the fire is but the skirt of the dancer, and the dancer is a mighty god. The vision is over- powering. Iv St 65