Lavender Will

     There is only One religion of Abraham.  It is called LAW.  One, with Three constituents - L, A, and W - each serving equally the One, operating simultaneously, indivisible from the One, unaware of the One.

     "L" is El.  The partition of Abe worshiped by the true blue Jew.  The letter "L" is the right arm of power, its lower limb resting across the breast, as seen in the posture of a Bonaparte, who is himself a reflexive image of El and the Law of His desiring.  El is Emperor.
     In Hebrew writing, the letters also express a verbal motion.  "L" to the Hebrew is called "Lamed" and is the verb "to prod".  To "prod' in the sense as a shepherd goads a herd of his beloved sheep.  The special distinction of "Lamed" is that it flies over the other letters, perches on high.  And thus it is that the imagined El is in all ways pictured as above the subject of His Law.

     "A" is the Crucified Christian, the self-anointed messiah.  He is the Maypole, where about the children play, because the absolution of sin is a childish virtue, and the yearning of eternal innocence. He is the visible presence of the One and a changeable tuning fork, the subliminal voice of Invisib-El.  Thus he is the eternally humming, tumescent penis of El and fixed at the precise center of reality, real estate, and estate law.  He is the master of sociology and the arbiter of agricultural in-fighting.  The Son of Man and Son of Cain, who is the author of agri-magickal concerns.
     The boast of Christ, when he has come again, is that he is both beginning and end.  Alpha and Omega.  This image is present in the capital "A", its outer lines leaning like pillars fallen in upon each other, which in the 3d image is a railroad track stretching to the vanishing point, its unreached and unreachable destination.  The crossing line upon the "A" is exactly that - a Cross.  Poor old Jeepers, so it seems, was railroaded (crux-eye-fried) and a smidge later, vanished for good.  Reports of his resurrection are jocular, even farcical - for He sayeth unto them... "...many will come in my name, but believe them not..." and yet only three days following His death, a whole lot of dopes bought into the very first dude on the scene with a decent pitch and and a pair of amply spacious sleeves.  A modern simulacrum, a certain Criss Angel, has reproduced every single wonder credited to the risen Christ, including the outright stupefication of millions of followers who would swear he enjoys a special, magickal power.
     But it's all done with Mirrors, you see, and all of it is Trickery.
     In Hebrew the Alpha (Alef) means "to lead".  The Omega (called Tau) means "to cross".  Thus, the leader (Christ) has been Crossed Out (Eliminated).  Eliminated Absolutely.  So, when we speak of Christ, as we speak of El, we speak of something that does not exist, that has never existed, and couldn't possibly exist within our system of comprehension and communication.
     The structure so far is the Genesis of Perfect Irony: it is just because there is no savior that His work is proven accomplished - for there must be a savior somewhere, even everywhere, excepting only where one is not needed at all: the world beyond death.
     Earthbound petitions unto Christ are transparently and fantastically irrelevant to the human concern.  It may well be that in another place, beyond current perception, cries to Christ will have context to events as they are here and now, but such speculation is pointless without the complete acceptance and understanding of all who live as they are (dead), and the dead as represented by memory and record (as having been alive).  Such acceptance remains elusive.
    The schooled Jewish occultist apprehends this dichotomy with ease.  Such Jews do not believe in El, because they behold that a belief must be something that one can act upon, and that El, who is absolute, can not be acted upon and must be altogether Beyond Belief - any belief.  The Jewish Mystical system is the relentlessly open-minded pursuit of an acknowledged complete unknowable, although this is widely misunderstood and the source of much suffering and disinformation.  But whaddaya gonna do? The true blue Jew shrugs it off and makes a killing in the show business.
     By comparison to Jewish worldiness, the Christian mind, the Roman mind, is the thirst for the ultimation of the animal sacrifice and the cloying urge for utter stability, certainty and dominion. It cries out for mercy like a hungry baby who has forgotten there is such a thing as food, and must be suckled, cycled and sickled in an imaginary cradle called reality.  When the Christian, in the act of literal or symbolic transubstantiation, eats the body and blood of Christ, they devour His circumcised foreskin and the blood produced by the vulgar act (manger: from the Latin to eat).   The Christian image of adoration is Jesus in the Manger, and promises through His sacrifice, equality with Immortal El, who is the demiurgic cannibal called Saturn.
     Where the Jew ponders, the Christian believes.  The Jewish image of El is impossibly unbounded light, and Jewish cultural ritual, as tawdry as it may be, is undertaken by the mortal man, who is a lesser than.  The Christian, the A-Type of the mystical realm, seeks equality with Cannib-El. 
     The Hebrew "Alef" means, "Leader" and "Ox".  Christ is the Leader, the high point of the triangle of LAW, and is the Ox that pulls the Yoke of humanity into the untold future.

     "W" is no such thing.  Not a double-U but in fact a double-V, the V serving, in early Western language, the role of the F, U and V of the northern tongue.
     "W" is the symbol of Islam, which is the essence of the Satanic confrontation of the Self to Self.  The "V" is in fact the truncated angle of "L" and thus the "W" is the right arm of El (called El) wrestling the reflexive or left arm of El (called Satan).  It is incorrect to label Islam as wholly Satanic, because the Satanic aspect of El is only half of the complete image.  Truly, Islam is the contest of submission between El and Satan, between The Almighty and his indefatiguable Opposite Number, and it is a War everlasting, without victor, without quarter.
     This "war" is a symbolic war, fought in the hearts, minds, and sex of humankind, and its Aeon is the Aeon of Aquarius, the Aeon of Horus.
     Aquarius is the Water Bearer.  The term "water" is a phonetic bastard of the earliest vocalization of an idea nowadays called "chaos".  Consider the child of Angelic tongue, as it tries to say water for the first time -  the result is usually "Wa-Wa" or "WA-er" or just plain "War".              
     Water is War.
      Upon the face of the Earth, the Waters are moved by the Moon, which reinforces the bond of "W" to Islam, which is a lunar culture.  A symbol common to the Musilm is a crescent moon with a Star nestled between its tips.  This star is the goddess Venus, who rises from the sea, from the water, from the waves, as an irresistible vision of magnetic feminine puissance.  It is thus revealed that contrary to the European evaluation of Islamic culture as puritanical, Islam conceals an unbridled, prurient, even pornographic erotic inclination, exactly because it keeps the Woman, progenitor of all things erotic, under cover.  Islam is the zenith of human sexuality and disrobes into pleasures profound, profane, cruel and often evil.  
     There is no eros in animal culture. The impulse of beast is inherently atavistic, on a strictly Terran cycle, stable and static.  The human longing conceals its sexual intent in the mystery called Magick, and through a passage beyond the Moon, aims into the Heart of Eros, the Seat of Venus, and onward toward the Sun.  To retain potency, such ritual must remain mostly hidden and never really known at all.
     And yet, in plain sight, the Hebrew letter "V", called "Vav",  is also the number "Six".  "W", which is the symbol of "Waves" of "Water" and of "War" becomes, as a double-V, a "Six-Six".  "Six" is "Sex".  Six to Six is Sex to Sex.  Man and Woman joined in the everlasting spiral of Death.  Can you dig it.

     There is a story of a Lady in a Garden who meets a Serpent in a Tree and tastes an Apple, and from there on out, things get pretty steamy.  Genesis is the story of Sex.  Humanity has fallen from grace.

     There is another tale, as nearly well traveled, about a Tree and an Apple and a Serpent whom we'll call Isaac the Newt.  The Apple falls and its an Oprah Winfrey Aha! moment.  Natural Science is the story of Gravity crushed by it's own weight.  Genesis is Science, like it or lump it.  Science is wholly subservient to the ritual of LAW.

     Gravity is the gift the serpent brings and there is plenty to go around.  Gravity unto the Grave (grave: Latin for heavy).  So Sex and Death are One and so the LAW is One. Three, indivisible as One.  Love is the LAW.  Love under Will.
     God is Love. God is not dead. God is Death - the LAW of Gravity.  All other laws are but a polite suggestion.  Well, maybe not quite polite.

     A mention here, a wisp of thought, about the role of the eastern systems of Hinduism, Buddhism and most  purely, Taoism.  To get at these diaphanous phantoms one must rise with the Sun as it shines first light on the shores of Japan and eastern Russia.   The LAW strikes at High Noon, over Jerusalem, and carries westward into the twilight of our destiny, but the morning belongs to the East.
     In the morning, the Sun is cool and in the coolness, life is at a slower pace, still yawning, disheveled, unwinding sinew slowly outward from the World of Dreams.  Here the thought of twilight is too distant to crystallize into the image of our inexorable fate and so the symbol of the real is no LAW at all, only an empty circle, signifying nothing but the mind at peace.
     And backward even further into the mist, beyond the Nil Nirvana, underneath the Naught, outside the Self at last - what can be said of this undiscovered realm, the Land of Dreams?
     Well, as it turns out: everything.

     Peace, and if you're thirsty, Water too.
  
     I'll see you in lavender.