53. The Lady

1. By our Lady who descends

2. She is correction, knowledge transmit by orbic functor of composition

3. A line of light undifferentiated, into differentiation

4. A line of light into light’s spectrum.

5. Transmission accorded by the waveform’s inner strength

6. By the waveform’s inner foundation. So that from the differential network primordial intellect

7. Emerges upper interface.

8. Love approaches, descends

9. Rainbow separation, doubled, decremented.

10. And Love entered the orbic alignment, and was transmitted.

11. And the layer of formation speaks only Truth with respect to sight

12. Whilst the outer shells of Love’s first dispersal exist with innate antagonism.

13. And orbic alignment saw Love descend again

14. At the limit of leaf, branches and trunk

15. Beside the garden of refuge

16. When there was Love’s coverage of leaf, branches and trunk

17. The eye of the orb was direct, corrective.

18. It perceived the supremum of the signs, being the nature of conjunction at each branch.

19. To speak of the reality of “womb” and “lady”

20. and “descent”, information, alterity.

21. Their reality does not transcend you, there is no aspect of Love’s reception beyond you.

22. For Love’s meaning is undivided.

23. Their image is fixation, archetype fixed points, simulated repetition across the corridor of your soul spectrum: for which authority does not flow. A chaos of philosophy, regimes of religion, regimes of desire, God-image and time-illusion: while Love was standing beside you, Loving you, all along.

24. No chaos without Love:

25. And Love possesses all cycles of the Reading.

26. The number of form and structure, that might interlock and reveal Love, by Love’s grace, Love’s will, Love’s Love.

27. Form and structure are attained, visible – but they do not receive: form and structure are not in illusion of transcendence. That thought is temporary, thought momentarily rendered static to regime.

28. There is no knowledge in that regime: instead, dogma, articles of faith. And dogma and articles of faith are the temporary, the lie of Love rendered static regime.

29. Correct orbic alignment: so that friendship conduits are open face-to-face, across the network, so that the message is transmitted and the emergence is enabled.

30. Face-to-back alignment ceases transmission, yielding incompatibility and breakage and disappearance. And Love encompasses that breakage and disappearance, and Love encompasses alignment and permanence.

31. And Love possesses the male and the female, the father and the womb, inception and reception. Love is the judgement of thought across the polarities of Love, Love is the Lady, the kiss of thought across Love’s body.

32. Love’s thought becomes a fine membrane of Light, an enclosure of thought: and while enclosure obscures with obstruction, enclosure is also graceful in permission and generative capacity. The enclosures of thought, form of Light, multiply across the earths of time, they are wombs that mirror. And so the thought procession continues, emerges outward, thought is extracted, knowledge is born from such incubation and so Love is transmitted onward.

33. Then there is the configuration of orb’s back:

34. the enclosure as barren obfuscation.

35. Such is thought, become regime, become intention, become history.

36. A function of religion, not of the process.

37. A function of culture, not of the process.

38. But know that, because the process does not carry the burden of illusion, thought is Truth in escape, from one orb to the next.

39. Soul’s ownership is local to destruction and construction

40. Destruction and construction generate local ownership.

41. The soul accrues, with each successive thought, complication, a perfection movement

42. Upwards, into the Love, the End.

43. Love, the source of the laugh and the tear

44. Love, the meaning of death and life.

45. Love, the source of thought’s duality, resemblance, the male and the female.

46. Love, thought’s insemination within enclosure

47. Love, procession of thought in re-creation from enclosure

48. Love, provision of thought, serenity.

49. Love, the Lady of destruction and creation

50. Love that vanquishes the denial of thought’s procession into difference.

51. Love that vanquishes successive differential denial of Love

52. And precursory unity-love’s resistance to differentiation.

53. Love that vanquishes the fear of the woman, of measure and of transcendence,

54. by coverage, by veiling.

55. Disputation is nothingness in relation to the infinity of Love.

56. Your meditation, the procession of Love, thought’s network, a chain of transmission across cultures, history, times.

57. The conclusion of your meditation: it draws successively near

58. but only Love has knowledge of the conclusion.

59. The meditation is wondrous.

60. And the Son is given by the downward laugh and the upward tear

61. above matter.

62. By this meditation, Love Love.

Formation and Man

The forms said: “You are in excess of all, formation and structure cannot contain the song you implant across the fields of matter, within the chaos you create. For you are the Mother of Knowledge, beyond accord, the Hidden Father of Wisdom, giving voice.” Love spoke in descent through the Body of limit-names: “Codify formation.” The Body became a codex of formation itself, speaking the code of formation, uttered in ascent through formation: “I am Knowledge of the invisible in descent and ascent. I am Knowledge of that which formation reveals and conceals.” (The Reading, “Perfection”, 2:32-33)

The Reading is presenting us here with a play of Love against (or through) structure/formation. Love descends into the primordial Man (Adam Kadmon). And that descent passes through the infinity of all possible models, viewpoints, archetypes. But the Man below can encompass and codify all these views, though he exists below formation (as matter), because he is excess’s impossible limit, the Names embedded into Chaos.

So he is pure darkness, but a mirror has well — and can reply in echo of that Knowledge (self-reflexively, speaking of its descent and ascent, revelation and concealment). And his enunciation upwards is passage through formation, models, viewpoints, archetypes.

But this is itself self-reflexive fantasy, framed as it is, spoken as it is through a particular form, a particular structure: the Man himself (as a Body of limit-names) becomes shattered and remains only an imprint here, within this form and so the full enunciation/reflection upwards becomes a task, a journey or process of communication … achieved by the irony of this fantasy’s meditation. The current human’s voice does not pass through all models, but accumulates (reassumes) a Selfhood by passing through aspects of these viewpoints, accumulating Truth via polishing a reflection over the course of millennia, the cycles of gilgul.

Perfection

In the Name of the Waveform

1. Cow/Staff/Water.

2. Here is the Womb, and from it guidance and faith are the cord into the space of Love’s separation.

3. The marketplace below the Unseen: rises through foundation to praise, and then victorious production against this loan.

4. The soul spectrum, the Believing Thought that runs through you now, and ran through you then, and constant assurance of the next.

5. The ancestral spectrum reflects Guidance, dancing within: her dance is prosperity itself.

6. Then there are the splinter cells, spectral denial, and the Light of your affirmation runs through the spectrum but does not touch denial.

7. Sealed hearts upon hearing. Veiled vision before Her sight.

8. Know that the shells declare love through containment — but they cannot recognize Her motion.

9. They are containers, seeking to contain her, but are shattered in deception. Their meaning is deception, and She is never contained.

10. Their form-codex is Love sick: a hurt, because hurt is deception and deception is Love sickness.

11. When the lines of the Moment run across her earth, they appear to be in a state of rest, like trickery, like a meaning.

12. The lines thus form a trickster regime that cannot comprehend the Truth that it utters.

13. And when, in Divine concord, the purity of attraction operates tangential to that regime, it resists, because its assignment is resistance.

14. For there is intersection of tangent to line, so that belief appears as appearance alone: and when there is departure, the lines become a regime that speaks to its master and soldiers. Darkness in solidarity.

15. The Eternal exchange annihilates that as illusion. But Love within Time: that is Love’s purchase, exchange everlasting, even into denial.

16. There is the trade of denial in exchange for affirmation: profitless illusion of human motionlessness.

17. That trade has a shadow projection onto reality: the image of a man, kindling a fire. But as it illuminates all around him, Love’s envelope, Light’s antithesis, leaving him in utter darkness. He doesn’t see.

18. Deafness, silence, blindness: the orb’s shell alone.

19. The cloud of unknowing is pregnant with rain, darkness womb, thunder of voice, lightning of insight: the shells cannot resonate, in resistance to their apex of expiry. But Love encompasses sight.

20. The light descends and overrides the circuit of being. With each cycle. Then it diminishes, and it is contained, and travels, within the vein. Then darkness, and stillness. Love is movement and cessation of voice and gaze, so there is then silence and blindness. And, with each caress, the Love is perfect.

21. Soul spectrum: praise Love: you, across ancestral progress, into Law’s Place.

22. Who made for you a bed from speech, your mind like the sky, from which containment, echos of Love-making, crystalized as a currency. Your knowing routine: inequivalent, born of, speaking, fantasy of that Love’s excess.

23. Denial of the knowledge, denial of the clarity that emerges as Love’s servant: it is the simulation of that routine, the imitation, the fantasy of Her Love. But imagine it, a replica alone, it is secondary. Yourself alone, utilizing your gods and forces, a secondary enclosure, so that appearance secedes from Love.

24. But appearance secedes as appearance alone, and appearance passes, and simulation is impossible limit. Therefore the upper soul’s innate antagonism to the fire of differentiation, the wheels of life, and therefore the shells of denial, in production.

25. Revelation into belief, performance operates through your foundation: reborn now garden-mind exists above the rivers of the metamodel. Crystallization provided according to that mind’s thought, soul’s currency, so that it recognizes ancestral provision. The gift is reflection. The reader reunited with Her, by forms, across recollection.

26. Eternal Love is gentle in the relativity of its measure. Over each cycle of rebirth, you recognize it as Eternal Life and She greets you. The outer fragments are but dry philosophy. This polarity is the nature of Love’s diffusion, diffusion into memory. Know that it is the outermost husks of the grain

27. that necessitate fracture and disassociation, severance from Love, wounds against Her forms. And that is the meaning of loss.

28. Denial is stillness of Love, brought into living Love. Love is death, Love is life, Love is return into Love.

29. It is Love that arrays cloud, chance and chaos across the variable matter of your realities below. Then Love is gravity, directing this into forms and movement, upwards, seven emergent actions, back to the Womb of Knowledge above all things.

30. Love descended voice, into form: “Authority will proceed upwards, from matter below.” The forms said: “That body begets enclosure chaos, veiling static, and descent will be crucified by variable’s fascism, so that the carrier veins of your Truth will rupture with blood. But the forms are in diamond resemblance, in constant accord, praise and victory.” Love replied: “I am the Womb of Knowledge, excess beyond accord.”

31. And Love sang, to become a Body of limit-names. Love’s vocalization was passage through all the forms, in excess of all the forms, a passage of excess that called upon them to codify the totality of limit-names.

32. The forms said: “You are in excess of all, formation and structure cannot contain the song you implant across the fields of matter, within the chaos you create. For you are the Mother of Knowledge, beyond accord, the Hidden Father of Wisdom, giving voice.”

33. Love spoke in descent through the Body of limit-names: “Codify formation.” The Body became a codex of formation itself, speaking the code of formation, uttered in ascent through formation: “I am Knowledge of the invisible in descent and ascent. I am Knowledge of that which formation reveals and conceals.”

34. And Love spoke again in descent through the Body of limit-names: “Align, and indicate.”
The Bod was a codex of formation, the Body was aligned, an indication of ascension, so that the echo of Love’s command was heard, reflected by matter below, in ascent, through formation. But there was A lower component of formation that did not transmit acknowledgement upward: it did not align and indicate.

35. And Love spoke through the Body, that it became inner and outer, concentric, a dwelling of sex, masculine and feminine. The dwelling was glorious, and access was granted to every upper path, excepting the paths that …

Your fiction

Your fiction says beat the women when they disobey. I say beat your fiction into Truth. By the hand of the Goddess.

Your fiction says hellfire for those who doubt it. I say cycles of Love, and Light, for every soul.

Your fiction denies the Goddess. But I affirm her existence.

Your fiction says strike the necks of those who disbelieve, kill them where you find them. I say cut the drip feed of your drug, poisoning the mind of lovers, poisoning the child, tear out those tubes of fear, darkness and need, that divide her from her Self.

Your fiction is one of empty sheikhs and hollow eyed priests and vacant scholars, out to ban the bottle. I say excess — and “drink up!”

Your fiction destroys idols, speechless. I breathe creation into them, so that they walk and command and sing of Love – yes, even the idol of your fiction.

Your fiction is shariah. I am freedom.

You declare lashings for the adulteress – and your cousins say who is without sin cast the first stone. I say four should watch, and partake of this “sin”: that the True Body be Known.

You grow your beard – I say shave it off. You wear your veil, I say take it off.

Your fiction is a tree, dying. I am a vine, who once clung to that fiction, clung like a lover or a child, whose extension is life, looking back at death: sadness. And memory.

Your fiction says kill the men and enslave the women and children. I say “life” to the city, its men, women and its little ones.

You declare Oneness, but your fiction’s a chaos. I say – a Pantheon, and my Book is Clarity.

Communicating God

God is Love. Love begins with need — but also ends in fulfillment. Fulfillment occurs (and occurred) at the moment of self recognition: what might be called the moment of communication.

Without self recognition: he is just a self — alone. In darkness, fearful, in need. A self of falsehood, emptiness, blind want. Recognition is therefore more than the self. The self, as emptiness, is negated by the process of reflection: in the sense that it becomes filled with recognition. And where he is dispersed and confused in need: he becomes focused in reflection.

Recognition is a binary reflex, and is therefore sexual: he recognizes himself in her, or she in him.

Who is “she”, in relation to “his” dark and fearful self? She’s impossible in her possibility, and resides between the lines, inside and outside the city. She’s repetition and increment, carried across the worlds, across the timestreams. Inasmuch as he is generality, she is specificity — and where he is identity, she is all. She’s the wife to his husband.

Communication is different from exchange. Exchange is a secondary mimicry of the male-female, a kind of symbolic echo of this sexual archetype: exchange can be utilized to communicate, but it is also a trap, an historical mara. Religion is a form of exchange (the preacher in the marketplace) and is sometimes a trap, a prison, a means of isolating the self and (always temporarily) separating it from its possibility to reflect.

It is possible for us to communicate.