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1938 · PDF PAGE 9

The Heart of the Master

…the simplest, for Then is all Heaven aflame with a great blast of trumpets; and the world is alight with one flash, that sundereth every spirit that liveth, branding this Sign upon them: Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. Aves. Now the whole air is thrilled by the voices of birds: A Swan, a Phoenix, a Raven, a Hawk, a Pelican, a Dove, an Ibis and a Vulture: in his turn each one sang praises, even as it was given unto him to understand one part of the Spirit of the Master. The Voice of the Swan. A U M G N : through the Bornless, th…

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1938 · PDF PAGE 13

The Heart of the Master

…ce, and she sings: 10. The Perfection of the Universe is the Realization of the Ideal of thy Passion. Lo, in the Silence following is my spirit so enlightened at its apprehension of these Secret Joys of the Master, that I was once more lost to myself and lived again for a little while in Him. The Two and Twenty Secret Instructions of the Master. Now that I am come to myself, I yearn in ageless sorrow for that which I am so little able to attain. I bleed inwardly, so that my passion

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1938 · PDF PAGE 23

The Heart of the Master

…w is the hour of Power come upon our Brother the Lion to utter His Word with full efficacy to the whole Earth.” Now was he silent and my spirit was sore troubled; my face darkened, for I approached 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.

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1938 · PDF PAGE 7

The Heart of the Master

…ving fumes crawl monstrous and hideous shapes—frightful forms, detestable gestures. All past belief for loathsomeness: filling my mortal spirit with delirious fear. Beholding them, the wounded writhe in deadly anguish. Some crazily catch up the filth in which they are already half sunk to throw it at the spectre, thereby only to smear themselves more thickly in the face. Their impotent malice so exceeds itself that I am moved for a moment to laugh. At that, as at the Master-spell of a great sage, the charm is snapped: I soar into sanity. I must…

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1938 · PDF PAGE 6

The Heart of the Master

…dge with horror. And yet I cannot give up the hope which thrilled me at the Voice. But so keen, so desolate, so deadly is the pain of my spirit that blank darkness overwhelms me altogether. Umbra. Within the Vision is a dream—I struggle in my sleep in a morass of blood and mud. Howlings more bestial than hell's: stench at whose touch, solid as putrid flesh itself, I retch with the pangs of death; most frantic madness: phantoms of crime, ice-cold, ghosts made of murder—the nightmare seems interminable—no, it exhausts itself, sick with its own fo…

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1938 · PDF PAGE 20

The Heart of the Master

… midst, and anointed mine eyes, and mine ears, and my lips. With that I was aware of the image of a God, severe and noble of aspect, his spirit utterly calm, in his right hand a sickle and in his left an hourglass. And as I looked upon him, he reversed his wrist, for the last grain of sand was fallen through. Then did my Instructor point with a little wand to a great chart not wholly filled, and there came the shadow of a man's hand, and drew the image of a Lion at the end of the writing. Above this parchment, which was partly furled, was a squ…

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