From:    Tom Forfar                             Area: ENOCHIAN
To:      Julia Phillips                         19 Oct 94 17:22:38
Subject: Canada to Australia                    UpdReq 

 -=> Quoting Julia Phillips to Tom Forfar <=-
 Hi Julia
 JP> Got you here in Sydney Oz loud and clear :)
 Thanks for the loop, do you know who the echo mod. is?
 ttyl
 Tom
... "Don't dispute death unless you've lived through it."
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From:    Josh Norton                            Area: ENOCHIAN
To:      Slayor                                 13 Oct 94 11:12:04
Subject: 91 parts #10 thotanp 3/3               UpdReq 

Thus said Slayor to Josh Norton concerning 91 parts #10 thotanp 3/3: 
 Sl> Still new to this BBS.
 Sl> Your text correlates other mythoi that I have been exposed 
 Sl> to.  On the day he died, Monteczuma, Last Emporer of the 
 Sl> Aztlan Denne said:
 Sl> [...text sacrificed to the gods of bandwidth...]
An interesting connection. I wonder to what degree the Serpent of 
previous visions in the series might be equated with Quetzalcoatl?
... It was as though Death had looked upon me and singled me out.
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From:    Josh Norton                            Area: ENOCHIAN
To:      All                                    13 Oct 94 15:04:00
Subject: 91 Parts #13 Lazdixi 1/3               UpdReq 

Continuing a series of brief visions of the 91 Parts of the Earth...
Lazdixi, Part 13 of 91, first of LIT.  Zodiacal King: Olpaged  
Ministers:8630  Mundane association: Bactriane (Northern Afghanistan, 
southeast Turkemenazi)
While memorizing the names and sigil for this Part, I got an image 
of a large outcropping of rock jutting out from a grassland. The image 
went into a time-lapse mode. The grasslands dried out under the sun and 
turned to desert. The wind blew away the sand from around the 
outcropping, making more of it visible. Finally the wind eroded the 
outcropping until it took the form of a crouched lion, like the Egyptian 
Sphynx.
Friday, October 07, 1994  approx 2:30 pm
Invoked Lazdixi according to the revised method.
The circle opened, and through it I could see a region of what 
would be called "high plains" in America. High plateaus interspersed 
with rolling hilly country. Sparse grass covered the flatter portions, 
with clumps of low bushes present, usually on the downhill sides of 
large boulders. Overall the region appeared arid, though a river could 
be seen running from west to east at some distance to the north. The sun 
shone with great intensity, but the air was cold, and a biting wind blew 
from the east. 
A camel caravan appeared from the southwest, moving northeasterly 
to intersect the river. I could see the point it was aiming for; the 
river spread out and became shallow over an area of fine gravel. 
Obviously a well-used ford.
My viewpoint moved around to the north of the ford, looking south. 
A long line of forbidding mountains could be seen there, tapering off 
into more plains in the west. The land in between all sloped gradually 
in my direction. 
Now the image of a lion's head appeared, huge and ghostly above 
the mountains. There was a strong impression that the spirit-lion held 
all this land as its territory, but that it held itself aloof, not 
deigning to insert itself into events there. A strong leonian emanation 
came from it, and I spent several minutes just attuning myself to it and 
absorbing it. 
[Looking back a week later, my memory gives the impression that 
the mountains were the body of the lion, so that it was half spiritual 
and half material. Or half transcendental and half finite. There is a 
sense of this lion crouched over the trade route like a housecat dozing 
over a trail of ants; aware of the movement in front of it, but not 
terribly impressed by it. None of these impressions were present at the 
time of the vision; they appeared only when I examined my memory of it.]
The caravan reached the ford and began to cross. Suddenly the 
ground began to shake in an earthquake. The rumbling and roaring seemed 
to contain the lion's voice hidden within it. The gravel of the ford 
shifted, and one of the camels became mired in it to the knees, breaking 
its leg in the process. Several other camels broke away and began a 
panicked run to the south, directly towards the lion. The remainder were 
brought under control by their handlers, who held them still and waited 
out the quake.
The camels who had run eventually fell into fissures opened by the 
quake, and died. The handlers took what was useable from the camel in 
the river, then killed it. The loads were rearranged on the remaining 
beasts, and the caravan continued to the northeast, towards Samarkand.
Now the voice spoke: "The voice of the Lion is the voice of the 
Sun, ruling over the wastelands of the spirit. Those who seek to cross 
his territory do so at their peril, for though he does not act or speak 
of himself, yet the whole world does speak with his voice. Even his own 
Word is imperiled therein, for the world cares not, but acts according 
to its nature.
"Oh ye who seek the spirit of God, beware! Oh ye who seek to bring 
the spirit to Man, beware! For herein are the material and the spirit of 
God both shattered into a million fragments in the shaking of the Voice. 
Can you hold your place, O Man, in the quaking of the world? Is your 
will steady and free of attachment, o Mage? If not, then all your works 
shall be as naught.
"That which arrives at journey's end is not that which began the 
journey. A child of that beginning, it may be, if all is done aright. 
But never is the thing itself brought undisturbed and intact through the 
travels. Look you:"
The scene changed to a more abstract plane. I seemed to be in some 
occult space which refined reality into a few essentials, sort of a 
laboratory miniature. To one side of the space, a diagram of the Tree of 
Life stood, as if as a key for reference during experiments.  My 
viewpoint was at Chokmah, looking down the path of Sol towards 
Tiphereth. 
What I saw next is difficult to describe meaningfully, though I 
saw it clearly.
First a concentrated point of Will was ejected downwards along the 
path of Sol. About a third of the way down, it seemed to hit an 
invisible wall and shattered. Sparks flew out in all directions along 
curving paths, like the trails of subatomic particles in a cloud 
chamber. 
[continued next message...]
... Bureaucrats cut red tape--lengthwise.
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From:    Josh Norton                            Area: ENOCHIAN
To:      All                                    13 Oct 94 15:06:02
Subject: 91 Parts #13 Lazdixi 2/3               UpdReq 

[...continued from previous message]
Next, a "beam" of Will was directed downwards. It was clear to my 
senses that the directing entity had the intent of producing a specific 
effect or form on a lower level, and was trying to control the way in 
which its will moved so as to produce that effect. Again, it reached 
about a third of the way down the path. This time the "beam" was split 
up into many different beams of different colors. These beams passed 
through the area of dispersion and recombined on the other side. They 
did seem to produce some effect there, but the effect was clearly not 
what the will-er had intended. I got the impression that it was 
distorted or perverted to the point of uselessness.
The third event was the most difficult of all to describe. It 
seemed that this hypothetical will-er was again sending downwards an 
intent to create; but this time it reached only so far as the point 
where the others dispersed. There it spread out into some pattern which 
did _not_ directly reflect the original intent, but did maintain its 
cohesiveness. 
But at the same time, this creator somehow caused a stimulation in 
the sphere of Tiphereth, producing a directed energy which rose upwards 
towards the midpoint. The effect this energy produced was an active 
willingness to respond to the downward-directed will, and to convert it 
into a form on the lower levels. This power of responsiveness rose up 
until it was almost at the same level as the pattern of Will. As they 
touched, all the finite substance in the area immediately re-configured 
itself so as to accurately reflect (as far as possible) the Will's 
pattern. This reconfiguration started at the point of contact and worked 
its way downward, changing at every level, until it came back to 
Tiphereth and manifested there as a centralized, cohesive entity. I got 
the impression that this final entity was exactly what the original 
intent had wanted produced, even though the intervening levels did not 
seem to reflect the original intent, but only the pattern it had 
created.
(I know I am not saying all this right, but it is the best I can 
do.)
The voice continued: "The meeting place between the finite and the 
transfinite is a problem not only for those who seek to cross it going 
upwards, but also for those who, from the higher level, seek to create 
something in the world. The will alone cannot truly create, for the 
stuff of the world has its own nature that does not, as yet, fully 
reflect that will.
"Thus in the first instance, when a creator simply formulated his 
will in its most compact form, and sent that will into the world, it did 
shatter and fail. And in the second instance, when he sought to control 
the manifestation directly across the interface, did it also fail.
"For an act of creation to succeed, it requires not only the 
[transcendental] Will, but an _active_ readiness in the stuff of the 
[finite] world to respond to that will, to relate to the intent of that 
will and bring its various elements into a relationship which reflects 
that will. 
"This directed readiness, this willingness to relate and to shape 
itself to the Other, is what we call Love. It arises not from the 
instincts or the emotions, or the intellect, but only from the heart. 
The Will alone will always fail, as will Love alone; neither by itself 
can fulfill the needs of Creation. But together, they produce the 
flowering of all Creation. Thus it is said that "Love is the Law, Love 
under Will". 
"Now, this combination may be attained in several ways. For those 
incarnate creators, such as yourself, it is often the case that his own 
being serves as both poles of the equation. He stands simultaneously in 
both the finite and the infinite. From the latter, he directs his 
creative will down into the worlds; from the former, he generates the 
magnetism of the heart that causes the world-stuff to respond to and 
reflect that will. 
"The great god Heru-Ra-Ha is the symbol of this. For he contains 
within himself Had, a god of Chokmah as we have previously seen, and Ra, 
a god of this path of Sol, and Horus, who is the Son, and therefore 
Tiphereth. He is the archetype of all true creators, who stand in both 
worlds at once. (There is another, related interpretation of Him, as you 
know.)
"Other great creators choose not to embody both poles in 
themselves. Instead, they themselves stand wholly within the 
transcendental realms, sending their will downwards. And they seek out 
disciples, cooperating beings of a lower level of initiation, to be the 
lesser pole. The combined souls of these disciples, seeking to respond 
to the divine impulse of (as they think it) their deity, bring down and 
manifest the creative impulse, through their love of the divine. 
"Of this second sort, the creation of the Thelemic current of 
magick is the best recent example. For Crowley, though he claimed to be 
the Magus of the current, was not truly its creator; he was only the 
prophet, the fore-speaker, who brought word of this creation into the 
minds of men, showing them that there was an opportunity available to 
participate in an act of divine creation. It was not Crowley's work, but 
the response and the seeking of those who heard his words, that truly 
established the Thelemic current. 
[continued next message...]
... Loop: See loop.
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From:    Josh Norton                            Area: ENOCHIAN
To:      All                                    13 Oct 94 15:08:04
Subject: 91 Parts #13 Lazdixi 3/3               UpdReq 

[...continued from previous message]
"We have said enough for now, and see that you have business that 
must be attended. Re-invoke later, if you will, or stop and comment upon 
what has been said. But think also on this in your meditations, for if 
you are to become a true creator you must understand it fully within 
yourself.
"We are done."
(Continuing about 3:45 pm...)
"Now there are many and subtle things that might be said about 
this Part, but we will say only a few.
"First the Tarot Card, which reflect in its own way the principles 
which we speak of. For at the top of the card is the Sun, the creator 
shining the light of his will onto the lower worlds. And below him is 
the ring-pass-not which divides (and unites) the transcendental and the 
finite realms from each other. This ring is being torn down by such as 
yourself, and will vanish in future times.
And below the ring, is there not the symbol of human love? Male 
and female joined together in joy and love, in the delight of play under 
the Sun. And is not the play of children commonly so, that they take 
some vision of things as they are in the world of adults, and act it out 
within the more limited reach of their own realm? They take the will-to-
be of the adult, and make it their own will-to-become, exactly as the 
disciple takes the will of the creator. 
"Thus is love under will expressed in this card.
(The remainder of the vision went off on a tangent, and is deleted 
as irrelevant to the power of the Part.)
Seer's comments:
According to my atlas, the opening scene is an accurate 
description of conditions in the Bactrian region, though no doubt the 
image was somewhat compressed compared to the reality.
Lazdixi is the first Part to be governed by Olpaged, Zodiacal King 
of Leo in the system being used. But the vision clearly relates to the 
path of the Sun, which connects Chokmah with Tiphereth. The aspect of 
that path being considered here is somewhat higher than that seen in the 
previous Part, Pothnir.
The Bactrian region is used as a metaphor for the Wasteland, an 
equivalent of the so-called "Abyss" in certain versions of the Grail 
myth. A portion of the ancient trade route to China becomes the path of 
Sol. And a ford in a river becomes the functional equivalent of the 
false sephira Da'ath, where things fall apart. Note the fine gravel, the 
shattered remains of previous destruction. 
A caravan becomes either a creative impulse moving downwards into 
matter, or a human soul reaching upwards into the spirit; all depends on 
the viewpoint chosen. Samarkand, central stop of the trade route, is the 
goal of this caravan, so probably it is an impulse moving down to the 
central sephira Tiphereth.
A sphinx rules over this wasteland; and like the traditional 
sphinx, it challenges travelers. Not with riddles; the sound of its 
voice is apparently a sufficient challenge. But there is a riddle 
implicit in the situation nontheless, as shown in the abstract lessons 
that follow. The riddle is, how to send a creative impulse of divine 
Will from Chokmah into the lower worlds, in such a way that its intent 
is not destroyed in the region of the Abyss?
The abstract lessons show that sheer force of Will is not enough, 
no matter whether that will is sent in a single pulse, or as a 
continuing flow of will-to-control. A complementary impulse, originating 
from below, is required for the Will to make itself known in the finite 
worlds.
Some difficulties in the transit from the divine to the finite 
levels are discussed, and it is shown how these are overcome through the 
Thelemic law of "Love under Will". The phrase is shown to not only be a 
philosophical principle, but a necessity of the process of divine 
creation. And that this is true both for the lone Magus, and for beings 
of higher levels.
(As a practical matter, I believe this vision indicates that the 
proper mode of creation involves sending energy from the heart chakra 
and the ajna chakra into the throat chakra, and there combining them, so 
that the voice of the mage embodies both their powers.)
As an aside, it might be noted that the Bactrian region was 
historically one where shattered order was the rule. Under the Persians 
it was chronically rebellious, splitting off from their empire several 
times. It was one of the last regions conquered by Alexander the Great 
prior to his death and the dissolution of his empire. 
And today, as northern Afghanistan, it is a region where tribal 
and, even more, family loyalties are given a higher place than any 
larger community. Towns and cities in the region are really nothing more 
than collections of family enclaves, walled off  from each other and 
guarded with a zealous paranoia. This fragmentation seems to me to 
accord with the conditions given in the vision. As one American reporter 
remarked on returning from the region, "The Russians should have known 
better than to invade a place where people fight wars for fun."
... Awww, HE'S no fun...he fell right OVER!
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