THE EQUINOX
up into God. One may doubt whether the drug alone ever
does this. It is perhaps only the destined adept who, momen-
tarily freed by the dissolving action of the drug from the chain
of the four lower Skandhas, obtains this knowledge which is
his by right, totally inept as he may be to do so by any
ordinary methods.
In the case of the aspirant to meditation, this stage is even
more terrible than the last. He has, to use our previous
figures, suspended the law of gravitation ; the stream is still,
and the Sun of the soul is faithfully reflected in its brilliance;
the mighty engine is stopped.
But—there it is! We have got rid of motion, but matter
remains. (Again must I apologise for taking so elementary a
view of physics.) And while there is a particle of matter, it
must fill the Universe—there is no place for Spirit. His
thought is controlled and smooth; his thought (even!) is
stopped: but there the thought is. Immutable it abides,
stronger than ever in its silence and vastness; and—O
unhappy one! that which can be thought is not true.
Thou hast taken thee the lies, those little foxes that spoil
the grapes. Lie after lie thou hast suppressed; and what
hast thou achieved?
Thou hast smitten all the illusions—O miserable slave!
All thou hast done is to harmonise and weld all the lies and
illusions into one universal lie, one infinite illusion. It is
one; there is nothing to oppose to it. Thou art ten million-
fold more in the grip of Maya than ever, thou who callest
thyself Parabrahma, Hua, IAO!
The mystic states of this grade are the final and perfect
identity of the Self with the Holy Guardian Angel, the Vision
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