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168 THE EQUINOX itself a suicidal Will called Buddha or Christ.” This perhaps is most easily explained by imagining “Mâyâ” to be a circle of particles moving from right to left which after a time through its own intrinsic motion sets up within itself a counter motion, a kind of back-water current which moves in the opposite direction, from left to right, and little by little destroys the Mâyâ circle, marked “B”; and then becoming its Mâyâ, in its turn sets up a counter circle which in time will likewise be destroyed. The outer circle “B” is the world Mâyâ or the Samasâra Chakkra, the inner “A” the Bodhi Satva, the Buddha, the Christ. Thus is fulfilled again and again the great prophecy: Whenever the dhamma decays, and a-dhamma prevails, then I manifest myself. For the protection of the good, for DIAGRAM 88. The Bodhi Satva the destruction of the eivl, for the firm establishment of the National Righteousness I am born again and again!* * Cf. Captain J. F. C. Fuller’s “Star in the West,” pp. 287, 288. “In his Essay ‘Eleusis,’ Crowley suggests that the world’s history may rougly be divided into a continuous succssion of periods, each embracing three distinct cycles—of Renaissance, Decadence, and Slime. In the first the Adepts rise as artists, philosophers, and men of science, who are sooner or later recognized as great men; in the second the adepts as adepts appear, but seem as fools and knaves; and in the third, that of Slime, vanish altogether, and are invisible. Then the chain starts again. Thus Crowley writes: “ ‘Decadence marks the period when the adepts, nearing their earthly perfection, become true adepts, not mere men of genius. They disappear, harvested by heaven: and perfect darkness (apparent death) ensures until the youthful forerunners of the next crop begin to shoot in the form of artists.

THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING “It is a fallacy,” wrote P., “that the Absolute must be the All-Good. There is not an Intelligence directing law; but only a line of least resistance along which all things move. Its own selfishness has not even the wit to prevent Buddha, and so its own selfishness proves its destruction. “We cannot call Nature evil: Fatal is the exact word, for Necessity implies stupidity, and this stupidity is the chief attribute of Nature.” So P. argued, for the little Bodhi Satva has started whirling within him, hungry and thirsty, slowly devouring its Mother Mâyâ. On the 21st of January, 1902, P. left Calcutta for Burma, where for a short time he again joined Mâitrânanda. During the month of February he journeyed through the districts about Rangoon visiting many sacred cities and holy men, practising Dhâranâ on Maitri Bhâvana (Compassion) and taking his refuge in Triratna. (The triple jewel of Buddhism— Buddha, Dhamma, and Sangha.) On the 14th of February he visited Lamma Sayadaw Kyoung and Bhikku Ânanda Metteyya, and on the 23rd shipped by S.S. Kapurthala from Rangoon to Calcutta, arriving there on the 26th. For the first three months of 1902 no record was kept by P. of his meditations and mystical exercises, except one which is as curious as it is interesting, and which consists of a minutely detailed table showing the Classification of the Dreams he dreamt from the 8th of February to the 19th of March. P., it may be mentioned, was much subject to dreaming, but perhaps rarely were they so persistent and vivid as he now experienced. For he found that by trying to remember dreams he could remember more. Probably most men dream subconsciously; just as they breathe without knowing it unless the attention be directed to the act. 169

THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING<br />

“It is a fallacy,” wrote P., “that <strong>the</strong> Absolute must be <strong>the</strong> All-Good. <strong>The</strong>re is<br />

not an Intelligence directing law; but only a line of least resistance along which<br />

all things move. Its own selfishness has not even <strong>the</strong> wit to prevent Buddha, and<br />

so its own selfishness proves its destruction.<br />

“We cannot call Nature evil: Fatal is <strong>the</strong> exact word, for Necessity implies<br />

stupidity, and this stupidity is <strong>the</strong> chief attribute of Nature.”<br />

So P. argued, for <strong>the</strong> little Bodhi Satva has started whirling<br />

within him, hungry and thirsty, slowly devouring its<br />

Mo<strong>the</strong>r Mâyâ.<br />

On <strong>the</strong> 21st of January, 1902, P. left Calcutta for Burma,<br />

where for a short time he again joined Mâitrânanda. During<br />

<strong>the</strong> month of February he journeyed through <strong>the</strong> districts<br />

about Rangoon visiting many sacred cities and holy men,<br />

practising Dhâranâ on Maitri Bhâvana (Compassion) and<br />

taking his refuge in Triratna. (<strong>The</strong> triple jewel of Buddhism—<br />

Buddha, Dhamma, and Sangha.) On <strong>the</strong> 14th of February he<br />

visited Lamma Sayadaw Kyoung and Bhikku Ânanda<br />

Metteyya, and on <strong>the</strong> 23rd shipped by S.S. Kapurthala from<br />

Rangoon to Calcutta, arriving <strong>the</strong>re on <strong>the</strong> 26th.<br />

For <strong>the</strong> first three months of 1902 no record was kept by P.<br />

of his meditations and mystical exercises, except one which is<br />

as curious as it is interesting, and which consists of a minutely<br />

detailed table showing <strong>the</strong> Classification of <strong>the</strong> Dreams he<br />

dreamt from <strong>the</strong> 8th of February to <strong>the</strong> 19th of March.<br />

P., it may be mentioned, was much subject to dreaming,<br />

but perhaps rarely were <strong>the</strong>y so persistent and vivid as he now<br />

experienced. For he found that by trying to remember<br />

dreams he could remember more. Probably most men dream<br />

subconsciously; just as <strong>the</strong>y brea<strong>the</strong> without knowing it unless<br />

<strong>the</strong> attention be directed to <strong>the</strong> act.<br />

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