The ruler of the South Sea was called Light; the ruler of the North Sea, Darkness; and the ruler of the Middle Kingdom, Primal Chaos. From time to time, Light and Darkness met one another in the kingdom of Primal Chaos, who made them welcome. Light and Darkness wanted to repay his kindness and said, "All men have seven openings with which they see, hear, eat, and breathe, but Primal Chaos has none. Let us try to give him some." So every day they bored one hole, and on the seventh day, Primal Chaos died.
-Chuang Tsu, The Inner Chapters Translation by Gia-Fu Feng and Jane English, Vintage Books 1974
"[The Nature and Powers of your own Being] includes everything which is, or can be, for you: and you must accept everything exactly as it is in itself, as one of the factors which go to make up your True Self. This True Self thus ultimately includes all things soever; its discovery is Initiation (the travelling inwards) and as its Nature is to move continually, it must be understood not as static, but as dynamic, not as a Noun but as a Verb." -- Aleister Crowley
"I live on Earth at present, and I don't know what I am. I know that I am not a category. I am not a thing—a noun. I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process—an integral function of the universe." -- Buckminster Fuller
"Although this is a time when art is more individual and arbitrary than ever, it would be a mistake to call it anarchic. In spite of so much confusion, there exists a well-defined tendency toward simplicity of means, toward clear and solid architecture, toward the pure plastic sense that protects and accents abstract meanings of line, mass, and color, all within a complete liberty of subject and composition… Let us admit, in any case, that among us now – if mostly still hidden – are many or all of the seeds of our future art, and not in museums overseas, and not in the homes of famous foreign dealers. Let us honor the rare ones, our rebellious spirits who, like this artist, before denying others, find affirmation in themselves; that instead of destroying, seek to build. Let us honor those who struggle so that the soul of our country can be more beautiful. Because the wars of independence for our America are not yet over…"
The Beast 666 ordains by His authority that every man, and every woman, and every intermediately-sexed individual, shall be absolutely free to interpret and communicate Self by means of any sexual practices soever, whether direct or indirect, rational or symbolic, physiologically, legally, ethically, or religiously approved or no, provided only that all parties to any act are fully aware of all implications and responsibilities thereof, and heartily agree thereto. —New Comment, I:51
Somehow I overlooked this gem of a sound bite. While I knew this was Crowley's attitude, I have not noticed what a succinct and thorough statement this was until thykaabba quoted it elsewhere.
People who are just beginning their curiosity about Crowley often wonder about what "Do what thou wilt" really means with respect to crimes such as rape or child abuse. This is addressed above, where it reads, "provided only that all parties to any act are fully aware of all implications and responsibilities thereof, and heartily agree thereto." For otherwise it would be interfering with the will of the other person.
Since rape would mean a lack of hearty agreement, and since children cannot understand the implications and responsibilities of sex even if they were to agree, these two example behaviors are clearly not Thelemic.
As we all know in our hearts, however, there is simply nothing wrong with multiplicity in partnerships, consensual incest between adults, homosexual pairings, pairing outside the sanction of any church or civil authority, any fantasy, or any other sexual practice engaged in by informed and heartily consenting adults.
Upon all that this day unite with love under will let fall success; may strength and skill unite to bring forth ecstasy, and beauty answer beauty. —Marriage Prayer in the Collects of the Gnostic Mass
Early this morning, at 4:44am Pacific, the Thelemic year of The Tower in the 4th docosade (IV:xvi) ended, and the year of The Star began. Happy New Year!
My celebration of the day started at 4:30 this morning. Now it is time to take a nap break before things get started again at 7:30 tonight. More on these at a later time.
I accomplished both of my resolutions from last year: to reduce my waistline by 2 inches (well, I did that, and then it came back, but I'm also a lot more muscular now, so I'm claiming success) and to set down a number of projects which I had come to understand were not conducive to my Will.
Today also marks the third anniversary of my quitting smoking.
A lot of other things happened in the last year too. Examples in no particular order: I traveled to Europe, New York City, Salem, Fayetteville AR, Seattle, and Sacramento. I lost most of my possessions, and 6% of my surface area, in a fire. (This consequently stalled a number of projects.) I stopped driving and started cycling. I fell deeply in love. I was laid off of two jobs. I built a website and acted in a Twin Peaks fan film (still in production). Not to mention the dozens of dramatic rituals I've worked on this year.
So, I'm a little unsure about what direction this new year will take me, or what resolutions to make. Right now I just want a job. Everything else is going peachy. Once I have some steady income and my life is back in order, other projects currently on the back burner can come forward again. So, we'll see what happens. For now, I'm simply happy to exult in the joyous outburst of color that Portland is now and will continue to be in the coming weeks. This week, it's daffodils. Tulips are not far behind.
Below is a beautiful poem by one of my favorite poets, to commemorate the new year.
I want a lot -- Rainer Maria Rilke
You see, I want a lot. Perhaps I want everything: the darkness that comes with every infinite fall and the shivering blaze of every step up.
So many live on and want nothing and are raised to the rank of prince by the slippery ease of their light judgments.
But what you love to see are faces that so work and feel thirst....
You have not grown old, and it is not too late to dive into your increasing depths where life calmly gives out its own secret.