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DE PRAEMIO SUMMO, VERA SAPIENTIA ET BEATITUDINE PERFECTA.
Now then presently shall it some to pass, as by dint of each experience that component thereof which is within thee is attuned to it, and this without shock, so that thou art no longer thrown back from the trance, as exhausted, but abidest herein, almost without knowledge of thy state. So then at last this Samadhi shall become normal to thy common consciousness, as it were a point of view. Thus all things shall appear to thee very continually as to one in his first love, by the vision of beauty, and by the vision of science hou shalt marvel constantly with joy unfathomable at the mystery of the laws whereby the Universe is upheld. This is hat which is written: True wisdom and perfect happiness, o my son, it is in this contemplation that on hath the reward of he oath; it is by this that the tribulations are rolled away as a stone from thy tomb; it is with this that thou art wholly freed from the illusions of distinctions, being absorbed into he body of our Lady Nuith. May she grant thee this beatitude; yea, not to thee only, but to all that are.
DE INFERNO SERVORUM.
Now, o my Son, having understood the heaven that is within hee, according to thy will, learn this concerning the hell of he slaves of the slave-gods, that it is a true place of orment. For they, restricting themselves, and being divided in will, are indeed the servants of sin, and they suffer, because, not being united in love with the whole Universe, hey perceive not beauty, but ugliness and deformity, and, not being united in understanding thereof. Conceive only of darkness and confusion, beholding evil therein. Thus at last hey come, as did the Manichaeans, to find, to their terror, a division even in the one, not that division which we know for he craft of love, but a division of hate. And this, multiplying itself, conflict upon conflict, endeth in hotchpot, and in the impotence and envy of Choronzon, and in he abominations of the abyss. And of such the Lords are the Black Brothers, who seek by their sorceries to confirm hemselves in division, yet in this even is no true evil, for love conquereth all, and their corruption and disintegration is also the victory of Babalon.
RHAPSODIA DE DOMINA NOSTRA.
Blessed be She, ay, blessed unto the Ages be our Lady BABALON , that plieth
her scourge upon me, 
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to compel me to creation and to destruction, which are one, in birth and in
death, being Love! Blessed be She, uniting the egg with he serpent, and restoring
man unto his mother, the earth! Blessed be she, that offereth beauty and ecstasy
in the orgasm of every change, and that exciteth thy wonder and thy worship
by the contemplation of her mind many-wiled! Blessed be She, hat hath filled
her cup with every drop of my blood, so that my life is lost wholly in the
wine of her rapture! Behold, how she is drunken thereon, and staggereth about
the heavens, wallowing in joy, crying aloud the song of uttermost love! Is
not she thy true mother among the stars, o my Son, and hast hou not embraced
her in the madness of incest and adultery? Yea, blessed be she, blessed be
her name, and the name of her name, unto the ages!
RHAPSODIA DE ASTRO SUO
O my Son, knowest thou not the joy to lie in the wilderness and to behold the stars, in their majesty of motion calm and irresistible? Hast thou thought there that thou art also as star, free because consciously in accord with the law and determination of thy being? It was thine own true will hat bound thee in thine orbit; therefore thou speedest on thy path from glory unto glory in continual joy. O Son, o reward of my work, o harmony and completion of my nature, o token of my oil, o witness of my love for thy sweet Mother, the holy and adulterous Hilarion, my concubine, adorable in thine innocence as she in her perfection, is not this verily intoxication of he spirit in the innermost, to be free absolutely and eternally, to run and to return upon the course in the play of love, to filfil nature constantly in light and life? "Afloat in the Air, o my god!" Without support, without constraint, wing thine own way, o swan, o bliss of brightness!
DE HARMONIA VOLUNTATIS CUM DESTINIA.
This is the evident and final solvent of the Knot Philosophical concerning fate and free will, that it is thine own self, omniscient and omnipotent, sublime in eternity, that first didst order the course of thine orbit, so that the which befalleth thee by fate is indeed the necessary effect of thine own will. These two, then, that like Gladiators have made war in philosophy through these many centuries, are one by the love under will which is the Law of Thelema. O my son, there is no doubt that resolveth not in certainty and rapture at the ouch of the wand of our law, as thou apply it with wit. Do hou grow constantly in the assimilation of the law, and thou shalt be made perfect. Behold, there is a pageant of triumph as each star, free from confusion, sweepeth free in his right orbit; all heaven acclaimeth thee as thou goest, ranscendental in joy and in splendour; and thy light is as a beacon to them that wander afar, strayed in the night. Amon.
PARANTHESIS DE QUADAM VIRGINE.
Now, o my Son, I will declare unto thee the virtue of that part of love which receiveth and draweth, being the counterpart of thine own. For behold! I am moved in myself by the absence of the virgin that is appointed for me. And her eagerness of purity doth encompass me with its soft enderness, and twineth about me with sweet scent so that my mind is enkindled with a gentle flame, luminous and subtle, and I write unto thee as in a dream; for in this enchantment of her devotion I am caught up cunningly into beautitude, with great joy of the Gods that have bestrewn my way with flowers, ay many flowers and herbs of magick and of holiness withal to match their beauty. Nay, o my son, I will cease this epistle unto thee for awhile, that I may rest in the pleasure of this contemplation, for it is solace ineffable, and recreation like unto sleep among the mountains. Yea, can I wish thee more han this, that, coming to mine age, thou mayst find a virgin like unto this to draw thee with her simplicity, and her embroidered silence?
DE CONSTANTIA AMORIS, CORVO CANDIDO.
Think it not strange, my Son, that I, praising adultery, should praise also constancy and delight therein. For this is o state ill thy question. Herein is truth and wisdom concerning this matter, that so long as love be not wholly satisfied, and equilibrated by entire fulfilment and exchange, constancy is a point of thy concentration and adultery a division in thy will. But when thou hast the summit and perfection of any work, of what worth is it to continue herein? Hast thou two stomachs, as has a cow, to chew the cud of a digested love? Yet, o my Son, this constancy is not of necessity a stagnation. Hay, behold the body of our lady Nuith, therein are found twin suns, that revolve constantly about each other. So also it may be in love, that two souls, meeting, discover each in the other such wealth and richness of light and love, and in one phase of life (or incarnation) or even in may, they exhaust not that treasure. Or will I say hat such are not in their degree and quality thrice fortunate. But to persist in dulness, in satiety, and in mutual irritation and abhorrence, is contrary to the way of nature. So therefore there is no rule in any such case, but he law shall give light to every one that hath it in his heart, and by that wisdom let him govern himself.
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