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THE VISION AND THE VOICE<br />
THE CRY OF THE 18TH ÆTHYR, WHICH IS CALLED ZEN<br />
A Voice comes before any vision: Accursed are <strong>the</strong>y who<br />
enter herein if <strong>the</strong>y have nails, for <strong>the</strong>y shall be pierced<br />
<strong>the</strong>rewith; or if <strong>the</strong>y have thorns, for <strong>the</strong>y shall be crowned<br />
withal; or if <strong>the</strong>y have whips, for with whips <strong>the</strong>y shall be<br />
scourged: or if <strong>the</strong>y bear wine, for <strong>the</strong>ir wine shall be turned to<br />
bitterness; or if <strong>the</strong>y have a spear, for with a spear shall <strong>the</strong>y be<br />
pierced unto <strong>the</strong> heart. And <strong>the</strong> nails are desires, of which <strong>the</strong>re<br />
are three; <strong>the</strong> desire of light, <strong>the</strong> desire of life, <strong>the</strong> desire of love.<br />
(And <strong>the</strong> thorns are thoughts, and <strong>the</strong> whips are regrets, and<br />
<strong>the</strong> wine is ease, or perhaps unsteadiness, especially in ecstasy,<br />
and <strong>the</strong> spear is attachment.)<br />
And now <strong>the</strong>re dawns <strong>the</strong> scene of <strong>the</strong> Crucifixion; but <strong>the</strong><br />
Crucified One is an enormous bat, and for <strong>the</strong> two thieves are<br />
two little children. It is night, and <strong>the</strong> night is full of hideous<br />
things and howlings.<br />
And an angel cometh forth, and saith: Be wary, for if thou<br />
change so much as <strong>the</strong> style of a letter, <strong>the</strong> holy word is<br />
blasphemed. But enter into <strong>the</strong> mountain of <strong>the</strong> Caverns, for that<br />
this (how much more <strong>the</strong>n that Calvary which mocks it, as his<br />
ape mocks Thoth?) is but <strong>the</strong> empty shell of <strong>the</strong> mystery of ZEN.<br />
Verily, I say unto <strong>the</strong>e, many are <strong>the</strong> adepts that have looked<br />
upon <strong>the</strong> back parts of my fa<strong>the</strong>r, and cried, “our eyes fail before<br />
<strong>the</strong> glory of thy countenance.”<br />
And with that he gives <strong>the</strong> sign of <strong>the</strong> rending of <strong>the</strong> veil, and<br />
tears down <strong>the</strong> vision. And behold! whirling columns of fiery<br />
light, seventy-two. Upon <strong>the</strong>m is supported a mountain of pure<br />
crystal. The mountain is a cone, <strong>the</strong> angle of <strong>the</strong> apex being<br />
sixty degrees. And within <strong>the</strong> crystal is a pyramid of ruby, like<br />
unto <strong>the</strong> Great Pyramid of Gizeh.<br />
I am entered in by <strong>the</strong> little door <strong>the</strong>reof, and I am come into<br />
<strong>the</strong> chamber of <strong>the</strong> king, which is fashioned like unto <strong>the</strong> vault of<br />
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