{"collection":"bos","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/bos/bos400.htm","path":"bos/bos400.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/bos/bos400.htm","text":"Internet Book of Shadows, (Various Authors), [1999]\n \n \n Magickal Reveries \n Dedicated to Bill Heidrick \n ...who opened the door... \n \n \n I am as the Moon \n Our Light is ever changing \n Healing, gathering \n \n copyright, Hugh Read, 1987 Permission is herby given for \n noncommercial reproduction of this copyrighted work, so long as \n it is reproduced in full and this notice is included. \n \n \n As Capricorn begins the year darkly \n From the depths of light \n As the distant Sun \n Begins Her Northward Path \n \n Saturn begins her leaden rainbow dance \n Giving form to time \n The Gates to Formlessness \n Make way for new forms \n \n To emerge out of Saturnian Black \n Gates of Formlessness \n Are now used by wise souls \n Seeking Endlessness \n \n As new forms dance in, wise souls may dance out \n To Eternity \n To explore timeless states \n And spaceless being \n \n Saturn planet of time and timelessness \n Space and spacelessness \n Of limits and freedom \n Is our leaden key \n \n To the golden place of immortality \n The Bliss of Saturn \n Is sweet, rich bliss, indeed \n In dark Capricorn \n \n Agape is subtle wine, holy...pure \n While Chubby Eros \n Is a belching beer \n Good old, sad old lust \n \n \n \n \n Is Thelema will with desire charged \n Is Thelema greed \n Drunk on yeasty-rich lust \n Rapine in her heart \n Or is Thelema subtle will, divine \n Heaven's Spirit scent \n Beyond sight, will or mind \n Like good Christian Faith \n \n As Capricorn begins the year darkly \n From the depths of light \n As the distant Sun \n Begins Her Northward Path \n \n Saturn begins her leaden rainbow dance \n Giving form to time \n The Gates to Formlessness \n Make way for new forms \n \n To emerge out of Saturnian Black \n Gates of Formlessness \n Are now used by wise souls \n Seeking Endlessness \n \n As new forms dance in, wise souls may dance out \n To Eternity \n To explore timeless states \n And spaceless being \n \n Saturn planet of time and timelessness \n Space and spacelessness \n Of limits and freedom \n Is our leaden key \n \n To the golden place of immortality \n The Bliss of Saturn \n Is sweet, rich bliss, indeed \n In dark Capricorn \n \n Isis spread your loving wings over me \n Enfold me within \n Protect me, Mother, \n In my loneliness \n \n Isis spread your loving wings over me \n Enfold me within \n Lead me to earthly love \n Lead me to my Self \n \n Isis spread your loving wings over me \n Enfold me within \n Surround me with lovers \n Who heal me with love \n \n \n \n \n Isis spread your loving wings over me \n Enfold me within \n Allow me loving friends \n Who heal me with love \n Isis spread your loving wings over me \n Enfold me within \n Lead me to earthly love \n Lead me to my Self \n \n When bright spark was struck at dark equinox \n Hard clarity came \n As Sun struck Saturn \n In His Earthy home \n \n The Astral Year begins in Saturn's house \n In chill mystery \n The leaden wheel begins \n Her twelve month circle \n \n From Earth to Air to Water to Fire \n Then again begin \n Spinning wheel of magick \n Through time and through space \n \n Twelve stations of the Elemental Cross \n Break the calender \n Wear tattered calender \n Like torn beggar's rags \n \n Twelve mundane months slip over Heaven's Year \n Solstice to solstice \n Tearing the paper year \n With ancient power \n \n Now the dark solstice has come and has gone \n Year is born anew \n New Year's day ahead \n Surly overlay \n \n Vying with our more ancient starry year \n The New Roman Year \n Trys hard to hide the Gods \n Nor can it hide them \n \n For their power is born ever anew \n Through the twelve stations \n And deep in each month \n Their Life births Magick \n \n As Virgo dies the dark Crone encroaches \n Hard with Grey Power \n Harsh-shrivelled with Wisdom \n Of a long chaste life \n \n \n \n \n What seems to be ugly, mean grows in strength \n Like a walnut shell \n Wrinkled shell, wrinkled nut \n Wrinkled wise, old brain \n Cruel Death mercifully releases Beauty \n Libra roses rise \n Gentle Autumn breezes \n Pink, red, soft petals \n \n From peak to craggy peak the Horn'd One leaps \n Fire in his eyes \n Hard shouldered...white-hot chest \n Antlered man on high \n \n Blue lightening flashes from his bright-hot thighs \n Swift knees crash through trees \n In the ancient forest \n Of my ancient mind \n \n From those depths my ancient powers rise \n Fire in my eyes \n Soft heart hardens. Wisdom \n Surges in my thighs \n \n Knees and ankles loosen, muscles tighten \n I am the Horn'd One! \n I am He! I am Free! \n Ancient One in me! \n \n Affirmation: I am Pan! I am Cernunnos! I am the Horn'd One. I am\n Shiva! I am He! I am Atman! I am Free! \n \n \n Is Peace possible on Battlefield Earth \n No. Not now, Kali \n Your Yuga demands War \n War is our teacher \n \n Only through War can we learn to escape \n Your prison of Time \n The only Peace there is \n Is hidden within \n \n Each individual heart. Turn within \n Make that your War \n Exploit the Battlefield \n By turning away \n \n That is War enough in Kali's prison \n Of Time and of Space \n Learn to reverse the Field \n And find your own Peace \n \n \n \n 1885","title":"Internet Book of Shadows: Magical Reveries (Hugh M. Read)","type":"page"}