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186 THE EQUINOX meteorites they seemingly come from nowhere, splash like falling stars through the firmament of our meditation, sparkle and are gone; but ever coming as a distraction to hamper and harass our onward march. Once the mind has conquered these, a fresh difficulty arises, the danger of not being strong enough to overcome the occult powers which, though the reward of our toils, and liable, like the Queen in her bedchamber, to seduce the Conqueror in spite of his having conquered the King her husband, and secretly slay him as he sleeps in her arms. These are the powers known in the West as Miraculous Powers, in the East as Siddhis. The mind is now a blank, the senses have been subdued, the subconscious thoughts slain; it stretches before us like some unspotted canvas upon which we may write or paint whatever we will. We can produce entrancing sounds at will, beautiful sights at will, subtle tastes and delicious perfumes; and after a time actual forms, living creatures, men and women and elementals. We smite the rock, and the waters flow at our blow; we cry unto the heavens, and fire rushes down and consumes our sacrifice; we become Magicians, begetters of illusion, and then, if we allow ourselves to become obsessed by them, a time comes when these illusions will master us, when the children we have begotten will rise up and dethrone us, and we shall be drowned in the waters that now we can no longer control and be burnt up by the flames that mock obedience, and scorn our word. Directly we perform a miracle we produce a change: a change is Mara the Devil, and not God the Changeless One. And though we may have scraped clean the palimpset of our

THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING mind, our labours are in vain, if, when once it is stretched out spotless before us, we start scribbling over it our silly riddles, our little thoughts, our foolish “yeas” and “nays.” The finger of God alone may write upon it, cleanly and beautifully, and the words that are written cannot be read by the eye or in the heart of man, for alone can they be understood by him who is worthy to understand them. Now, although Frater P. had not as yet proved this, had not as yet accomplished the cleansing of the book of his mind, he had, however, built up on his own empirical observation so invulnerable a theory, that it now only remained for him to obtain that fine proportion, that perfect adjustment, that balancing of the Forces of the Will, which now lay before him like the chemicals in the crucible of a Chemist, before applying that certain heat which would dissolve all into one. He did not wish to rule by the sceptre he had won, but to transcend it; to rule the forces of this world, not by the authority that had been given him, but by his own essential greatness. And just as long before Mendeljeff had propounded the law of Periodicity, and by it had foreshadowed the existence of several undiscovered elements, so now did Frater P. by his law of the Correspondences of the Ruach, prove, not only historically, philosophically, theologically and mythologically the existence of the everywhere proclaimed Jechidah as being one, but in a lesser degree: that when an Egyptian thought of Ptah, a Greek of Iacchus, a Hindu of Parabrahman and a Christian of the Trinity as a Unity, they were not thinking of four Gods, but of one God, not of four conditions but of one condition, not of four results but of one result; and, that should they set out to attain unity with their ideal, the stages 187

THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING<br />

mind, our labours are in vain, if, when once it is stretched out<br />

spotless before us, we start scribbling over it our silly riddles,<br />

our little thoughts, our foolish “yeas” and “nays.” The<br />

finger of God alone may write upon it, cleanly and beautifully,<br />

and the words that are written cannot be read by the eye<br />

or in the heart of man, for alone can they be understood by<br />

him who is worthy to understand them.<br />

Now, although Frater P. had not as yet proved this, had not<br />

as yet accomplished the cleansing of the book of his mind,<br />

he had, however, built up on his own empirical observation<br />

so invulnerable a theory, that it now only remained for him<br />

to obtain that fine proportion, that perfect adjustment, that<br />

balancing of the Forces of the Will, which now lay before him<br />

like the chemicals in the crucible of a Chemist, before applying<br />

that certain heat which would dissolve all into one. He did<br />

not wish to rule by the sceptre he had won, but to transcend<br />

it; to rule the forces of this world, not by the authority that<br />

had been given him, but by his own essential greatness. And<br />

just as long before Mendeljeff had propounded the law of<br />

Periodicity, and by it had foreshadowed the existence of<br />

several undiscovered elements, so now did Frater P. by his<br />

law of the Correspondences of the Ruach, prove, not only<br />

historically, philosophically, theologically and mythologically<br />

the existence of the everywhere proclaimed Jechidah as being<br />

one, but in a lesser degree: that when an Egyptian thought<br />

of Ptah, a Greek of Iacchus, a Hindu of Parabrahman and a<br />

Christian of the Trinity as a Unity, they were not thinking of<br />

four Gods, but of one God, not of four conditions but of one<br />

condition, not of four results but of one result; and, that<br />

should they set out to attain unity with their ideal, the stages<br />

187

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