The Philosopher's Stone Tarot

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Correspondences
Ordinal:
I
Simon's Exegesis:
Reason
Hebrew Letter:
Aleph Beth
     Letter Value:
2
     Letter Meaning:
House
Zodiac:
Air Mercury
Direction:
Above
Tone:
E Natural
Sepher Yetzirah
Intelligence:
Intelligence of Transparency
Attributes:
Attention, Life and Death
Color Attributes
King Scale:
Yellow
Queen Scale:
Purple
Emperor Scale:
Gray
Empress Scale:
Indigo Rayed Violet
Fool Home Next Priestess

 

The Fool's Journey
by Ned Hogan, Jr.

(the)
Mercinary Mercury
[flying poison]


everything was spoken
into existence here
for a while
tinyness
did the most amazing thing
rolling silver balloons
'like huge water balloons'
rolling like jello

in a million pieces
and gathering one another up

on all three levels at once
and in and on a grand scale
the great spirit god and nameless one too
waited effortlessly for all (the) while
while the desire distilled itself into
killer clothes
of blatantly
[but relatively
good]
bad
intent
, yes,

these were those that created momentary infinity
in a golden shell of music
the duo made a most supurb trinity
that took the billion billion messages sent [in toa-tall]
and let them fly out and create the furious rain so vital
to the two and the one place
where was sent the fear of thunder rolling and crashing
through anything that had a trace of common sense
while the sky made just one soft sound like breathing
and the earth forgot time for an instant
,oh, again
bringing darkness like a fence

blind dead religion becomeing the obscenity
blinding everything in the vicinity

with simple entropy as the total and complete defense

the tremendous suction of nothing
making itself dance because it ate
and has no waste
or early or late
a storm with no clear intent
like a child that
thought it should feel amazed
not spent
[but could not]
that it
, it,
found itself caught
, the same, the same,
crushing perspective on purpose
as if it had something to gain
watching as if there were no control
a complete circus
not even phased
that they might injure their souls

and upsurp this imitation

and she was sure she did
her thoughts tried to move naturally
and could not
because of that attempt

[because of their hungers]

so many overflowing with the shadows of time
leaking into the small wandering spaces
made when the fine fine line of night
[like a scythe]
moved perspective down
with the light
making everything and anything rhyme

dark and flat trees cracking a disappearing mirror
flooding itself with a bottomless black
and sparkling ocean of loving
terror

And she was trapped
in her beauty
which tried to dangle
body parts
out of all proportion
trying to force belief
because of a sense of duty
into a just intent
only painlessness
would be enough
soon sent
soon sent

useing all available means
creating untold scenes
that need painful music

huge stuffed claws pretending to be romantic

life revealed itself to be just a machine
and nothing here is ever clean
exactness and romance and belief itself only a rude dream
or so it would
have been
seen
but for her insistance
that I stay for a while
maybe create a scene

I agreed
but only to watch her smile

it ignited her face into dancing phenoxii

and her laughter made even the storm rains
seem high and dry
how could I possibly care
that it was all a beautiful lie

Divinations
by cck

Upright:
Hidden potentials and abilities. Secretive knowledge. Proficiency. Cleverness. The White Wizard.

Reversed:
Malevolence. Antagonistic. Foreboding. The Dark Wizard.

Touchstone
by Arrow

The Magus

Mercury: My body, as you must know, can become one drop
out of a thousand drops, and though I am always one, you can
divide my body as often as you like. But my spirit, or heart,
always produces many thousands of parts out of one part.

'A Dialogue between Mercury, the Alchemist, and Nature'

Sendivogius

~~~~~~~

With one Word of His, this vast creation
blossomed into being,
And a thousand streams of life sprang
into existence.

'The Jap Ji'
Stanza VII
Sikh scripture

~~~

"As a man thinketh......."

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The orientals have many terms for that which may be called the Celestial Stream of Light and Sound. These include Udgit, Naad, Akash-bani, Shabd, and Naam, among the Hindi. Then there are Bang-i-Ilah, Kalam-i-Qadim, Nida-i-Asmani, and Saut-i-Sarmad, among the terms used by the Sufi. These terms describe the underlying current of all of Creation; that which bears within it the seed of everything that exists, both seen and unseen. Their choice of terms tend to be much more descriptive than those two that are used in the west; the Word, and Logos (Reason). Those unfortunate choices of terms have often led to the fundamentalization of the awesome, holy nature of this Stream. In the west it is therefore commonly seen as simply meaning scripture, and the blind then lead the blind. In truth it is everything at once, multiplicity in unity, and unity as multiplicity, as Mercury states in the opening quote for this treatment of The Magus and, being many things and one thing all at the same time, Mercury is equally as hard to define. It is also this that gives rise to the apparent duplicity of Mercury, the God of teachers and writers, as well as liars and thieves. For it may become anything that is present within the complexity of it's own nature.

As Mercury is the primary vehicle of alchemy, so is this Stream the primary force of magick. Within the force of the Celestial Stream all things exist in potential, and this is what the magician taps into, becomes one with, in the persuit of co-creation. It's nature is a pure substance akin to thought (mind), and it's vibration of Light and Sound is the enlivening force which feeds creation. All magick is wrought through this, as well as other true properties of nature, it's laws, forces, and principles.

Nothing may be truly accomplished with the art of magick if the mage is not open to, and in allignment with this force. In other words, openly receives and then resonates with the force, like a finely tuned instrument. The Stream in and of itself is chaotic, albiet to the alchemists this was veiwed as an sort of organized chaos. The mage seeks to selectively establish an internal order out of this chaos, then externalize it.

Everything in nature vibrates, each thing having it's own set of frequencies that define it within the nature of the Stream. Humankind has a great influx of this force, which leads to our chaotic ways that are so often the bane of civilization. Due to that the human mind is capable of that same duplicity for which Mercury is known, unfortunate as that may seem but, therein also lies our great potential. It is when one learns to attune oneself, to strike resonant chords with one's intent that harmonize with elements within the Stream, that the doors of magick are opened, and the forces that be give one rise to greater heights.

To tame the dragon of chaos is a great and noble quest that can bring many rewards to those that undertake and accomplish the work. Yet, work it truly is, and alchemists and mages both will warn you that at times the dragon wins the game, as evidenced by failures that have even led to madness. The path through the dragon's lair is best illuminated by the heart.

It does us well to remember that the term Magician implies a mage in action. The nature of this trump is one of constant action, like the Celestial Stream, or winged Mercury that is this Archetype's motivation. It is the force that fills the void that tsim-tsum opens, and there it dances with The Fool in a continuous reciprocal action.
Like flip-sides of a coin these two trump's paths extend down from the Crown of the qabalistic tree of life to create the roof of the supernal triangle. The Fool has been called the Crown of Wisdom. The Magician has been called the Crown of Understanding. Neither is fulfilled without the other. Without their interacting cycle of creation the house would be without a complete roof, the Crown without a body, for nothing else would issue forth into form. This marks the first aspect of the Divine that is knowable within the limits of the human mind. In the words of the proverb: "by wisdom is a house built, and by understanding is it established."

The Fool represents the seat of the imagination, The Magician represents the seat of the intellect, and the two delight in their endless dance. It is this dance that the mage knowingly participates in as the basis of magick; to be open like The Fool, yet active like The Magician; to first recieve, then project, to resonate with determined intent. But, the recieving is endless, as is the projecting and resonating. That is true for all of us, regardless of our self-attunement, or intent. Focus is the key that bridles chaos, that opens the door to the Eternal for the mage.

Many mystics through the centuries have set about trying to describe what the quality of this Word is like when the channels have been opened to become purely receptive to it. All of their works must, of course, fall short of their overall experience of the Celestial Stream. It is simply too vast in it's nature, and too passionate of an experience to be able to be fully expressed in words. Yet, all of those whom have written about it share one central theme in their description, that of awe and bliss. Here is an example of that, as described by Hazrat Inyat Khan:

"Those who are able to hear it and meditate on it are
relieved from all worries, anxieties, sorrows, fears
and diseases, and the soul is freed from the captivity
of the senses and the physical body, and becomes part
of the All-prevading Conciousness."

'The Mysticism of Sound'

Does that not sound incredibly similar to the experience of the Elixir of the alchemists, their Holy Grail, their Lapis?

The mystic, the true alchemist, and the mage all persue the object of their intent in the same manner, with a deeply devoted discipline. That devotion maintains their resonance towards their goal. That devotion is love, like that of the devotion of a lover towards the beloved. If you are to gain the Stone then you, too, must attune yourself to the work, attune yourself to the Stream.

Strike your chord!
~~~
Willfully sing back to the Divine!
~~~
Let that chord that bears your intent be a song of Love.

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