
In sacred scripture, the skillful arrangement of words produces a commanding effect; furthermore, there are coded meanings nestled gently amidst the clatter, which require tactful precision to crack. Additionally, sacred scripture functions as an electric “container,” discharging subtle currents of energy. If the Mind is greatly emmeshed in dualism (Rahu), this transmission is blocked, and the text will remain exoteric.
For example, many Tantric texts are written in a “Twilight Language” that renders the true meaning incomprehensible to most. Inversely, the Magician might receive transmissions which are incomprehensible to even himself. The obvious example being Crowley, who was turbulently determined to decode transmissions from Aiwass, as spoken through Rose Crowley. (Rose, amongst other female seers, does not receive due credit for her contribution; but more on this to come.)
We see this same principal applied to various artistries; persons who are able to distract the clinking, clanking rationale mind, to some degree; so curious, electric messages come forth through them, as a medium or vessel. There is some peculiar quality, effervescent yet throbbing, that rattles through a piece of art that is touched by etheric vision; it slithers to seize the Spirit, gathering in the Throat and gripping hold the Heart; so inspired, drunk with divine intoxication; it carries a mystical power, a scorching, fleshly “movement,” echoing the writhing of the body itself. It lulls you into a hypnosis, and ‘is’ the experience of Life and Death; you are tempted so deeply to know your own cavernous wards, you come forth consecrated; purified.
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