Illuminist Lodge

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“Tradition, indeed, does not only admit of the plurality of inhabited worlds, but also the plurality of humanities filling these worlds” footnote page 7, Scientific Ideas and The Masonic Ideal, Rene Guenon Studies in Freemasonry and the Compagnonnage

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May the spirit come forth
That hides behind the taste
May the spirit become known
That stands beyond the threshold
May the spirit come forth
That envelops thought
May the circle of prophets
Emerge together from beyond the curtain, the hidden recesses
Of their Earths.

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Seal it in Stillness

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Take the three principles,

seal them in stillness

Silence.

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Separate them, 

into pure bodies.

Sulphur, Mercury, Salt.

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Do this in each of the spheres.

Then the humanities of each world will line up

And beg to move through the body of the stone (perfect human)

One their path of becoming.

From contemplation to incarnation.

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When they all line up

The humanities of each sphere

Extending forever

Stop them, bind them.

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Make them wait in stillness, Silence.

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The Seven Spheres harmonize.

Each world appears for its fulfillment.

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This is the fulfillment of appearance 

The humanities lined up.

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Then the stage of projection is over

And it is time for withdrawal

The return of the spirit to the spirit.

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The heaving of the lineage

And its collective longing

Its desire to heave into the next

Iteration of worlds

Forgets. 

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Only in its disappearance

and resolution into Silence

Can the invisible origin be returned to and fulfilled.

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Spirit to Spirit

Gold to Gold

Sulphur to Sulphur

Salt to Salt.

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The Stone is projected

The Stone is Withdrawn

The expansion and contraction of Mary’s womb.

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In Separation the binds are broken

The Pure Bodies shine forth

or descend into depth

depending on their nature

And the invisible destiny

Extending radiance of space

Pouring pure ores into the skull 

Of the Perfect Human.

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The method of separation and coagulation

Has to be performed in each sphere

On each world, on each planet

In each subtle center.

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The Prophetic ancestor on each sphere 

Is the Seal of each World

The Curtain, The Earth

Covering the Seeds of Gold.

The Sky, The Heavens

Enveloping them all.

They seal in Silence the revelatory annunciation

of the awakened humanity

that longs to rise, pass through, extend its line, return.

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The lineage shines forth

when the pure principles are returned 

to their unmixed states.

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The sulphur spirit bodies

lines up like an arrow

To pierce the center of the world

and heave its Reality forward

into Salt.

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Yet this is not the fulfillment of the return

This is the fulfillment of the appearance and descent.

Its face announces the time to withdrawal the projection

and begin the ascent, disappearance

pulling back towards the Unitary Harmony 

of its Origin.

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The floodwaters of the return

Swoon the humanities back

Every theurgic act hands itself back 

to its Origin,

all activity vanishes in Silence.

The fully realized depth of Origin.

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The spirit is handed to spirit.

The soul is handed to soul.

The body is handed to Oneness.

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Traveler, blazing star, 

you who leaps and bounds to find fulfillment

Turn back towards your originating impulse

Burrow into the place of Emergence

Is it the same as when you left?

Or is their regency crowned with a new metal?

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If the principles are not separated

The world persists indefinitely.

The three principles rock in their mixed magnificence

Vibrating the desire for fulfillment

This is the path of dispersion and death.

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If they are separated into their pure forms

The world of generation stops

Desire withdraws its longing

The humanities line up to pierce the heart of each world

To be delivered to their roaring golden stillness

Silence, Depth.

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This forgotten station of Being 

Reigns in Mystery.

Here you see the fulfillment is not for humanity

The humanities of each sphere 

are the principle of Salt

When separated out into its pure form

The humanities resolve into Unity in Totality.

A roaring golden depth opens

This golden stillness

Envelops into Her

The fulfillment of the withdrawal

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The stone appears

The principles are separated

The humanities line up

And are withdrawn into a gold round depth

Sprit to spirit

Soul to Soul

Salt to Salt.

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And what does the Living One do with Her name, Mystery?

Wrap it in Stillness

Wrap it in Silence.

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May the spirit come forth

That hides behind the taste

May the spirit become known

That stands beyond the threshold 

May the spirit come forth 

That envelops thought

May the circle of prophets

Emerge together from beyond the curtain, the hidden recesses

Of their Earths.

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I receive the spirit from behind the curtain
I receive the spirit of the golden seed buried in the Earths
I receive the command that awakens the ores
I extract the child from the mine
With the advocates I watch him mature and stand

Circulate the Essence
in the Golden Ring of Being.