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…rged through and through, to dwell in the sanctuary of the Heart of the Master. My fervour is exhausted; my faith fails; I fall from the rapture of passion that pours through the abyss of space. All things feel It; all things live by It; yet nothing that knows itself knows It as It is. So now I, burning up, yet not burnt through, in the glory of that Light, vibrating to, yet not vibrating altogether with, the vigour of that Pulse, am just so far attuned to the Heart of the Master that what was pure Rapture in that sublime moment of union is tra…
1938 · PDF PAGE 13
The Music swiftly sinks to a low brooding rapture, solemn and slow: 3. That which thou createst is thine Understanding of thy Love. Then comes a sudden shaking and confusion, as if the harmony were broken up into innumerable fragments; clashing together, nor is there any speech articulate; until a fearful blast peals forth, a trumpeting of Majesty. But within the blare of the tempest sounds a Voice steady and stern, yet full of peace and kindliness: 4. The Necessity of the Universe is the Measure of thy Righteousness. Now follows martial music,…
1938 · PDF PAGE 19
…rnance, The Wonder of His Chance. By Purity absolves He all His Will From every image of Ill. In Silence He resumes each perfect part To rapture of His Heart, His, in whose Truth of Nature all things are, The Still and Shining Star.
1938 · PDF PAGE 15
… with the Understanding of that Creation: understand thou thine own Will! Love and let love! Rejoice in every shape of love, and get thy rapture and thy nourishment thereof! IV. Pour water on thyself: thus shalt thou be a Fountain to the Universe. Find thou thyself in every Star! Achieve thou every possibility! V. Offer thyself Virgin to the Knowledge and Conversation of thine Holy Guardian Angel! All else is a snare. Be thou athlete with the eight limbs of Yoga; for without these thou are not disciplined for any fight. VI. The Oracle of the Go…
1938 · PDF PAGE 14
… offer my blood to His Heart. 0. Know Naught! All ways are lawful to Innocence. Pure folly is the Key to Initiation. Silence breaks into Rapture. Be neither man nor woman, but both in one. Be silent, Babe in the Egg of Blue, that thou mayest grow to bear the Lance and Graal! Wander alone, and sing! In the King's Palace his daughter awaits thee. I. The True Self is the meaning of the True Will: know Thyself through Thy Way! Calculate well the Formula of Thy Way! Create freely; absorb joyously; divide intently; consolidate completely. Work thou, …
1938 · PDF PAGE 9
…y of the Master is the Innocence of Liberty. Also, a Golden Eagle, bearing a Chalice of Wine, crying aloud: The Woe of the Master is the Rapture of Light. Last, in their midst, above His head, there whirls a wheel of many-coloured radiance, so that thereby all deeds are harmonized in one. And the whirring of the wheel declares: The Wisdom of the Master is the Justice of Time. Attend to the Will of the Master! At this there cometh forth from the heart of the Wheel a Serpent with the head of a Sphinx, and toucheth the mouth of the Master, so that…
1938 · PDF PAGE 23
…the Mystery of Sin. But the countenance of my Teacher was glad; and his years fell from him like a mask; and his voice thrilled with the rapture of release.
1938 · PDF PAGE 18
…s LAW he floods each thought with love, and marries it in turn to every other thought; and of each bridal night the fruits are twin, the Rapture of Silence, and some new World unguessed of Phantasy; of these behold one grim and one grotesque, this lyric and that lordly, the grievous and the gracious equal in His sight, for they know neither limit nor let in the infinite variety of their Beauty, making new Harmonies with every hour, beyond belief for Joy.
1938 · PDF PAGE 8
…f some unknown, some unknowable God. This eye has no lid. But his two human eyes are still half-closed, as if in worship or in wonder of rapture. His arms are folded on his breast: upon his corslet is the golden image of the Sun. In his right hand is a rod of amber, crowned with a ruby; in his left an amethyst lotus with a sapphire corolla. Lo! from his eyes flow tears of mingled sorrow and joy, of joy that burns up sorrow, and with these tears he smites the barren rock beneath his feet. It melts like wax at the touch; roses spring up and twine…