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The Anethema of Zos - Austin Osman Spare

The Anethema of Zos - Austin Osman Spare

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ANATHEMA OF ZOS
THE SERMON TO THE HYPOCRITE

An Automatic Writing By Austin Osman Spare

PREFACE
Do Thy Will

Magickal currents pass as the Great Wheel swings endlessly to and fro driven by words of power whose origin is inestimable. Spare was a watcher on the threshold. AGAPE of the Christos had spent its force. It laid upon the land as a shroud when once it had been a bright and shining spell of liberation. Under this pall the scorpion bred consciousness in the charnel house of putrefaction.
ANATHEMA OF ZOS
THE SERMON TO THE HYPOCRITE

An Automatic Writing By Austin Osman Spare

PREFACE
Do Thy Will

Magickal currents pass as the Great Wheel swings endlessly to and fro driven by words of power whose origin is inestimable. Spare was a watcher on the threshold. AGAPE of the Christos had spent its force. It laid upon the land as a shroud when once it had been a bright and shining spell of liberation. Under this pall the scorpion bred consciousness in the charnel house of putrefaction.

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ANATHEMA OF ZOSANATHEMA OF ZOS
THE SERMON TO THE HYPOCRITETHE SERMON TO THE HYPOCRITE
An Automatic Writing By Austin Osman Spare
 
PREFACE
Do Thy Will
Magickal currents pass as the Great Wheel swings endlessly to and frodriven by words of power whose origin is inestimable. Spare was a watcher onthe threshold. AGAPE of the Christos had spent its force. It laid upon the land as ashroud when once it had been a bright and shining spell of liberation. Under thispall the scorpion bred consciousness in the charnel house of putrefaction.Monsters arose and walked the earth in the guise of living men and women.These are the hypocrites to whom the sermon was delivered. The goat-herd foundhimself in a pigsty; speaking to swine bred on foul aethers. Where once there wasthe sermon on the mount, now there need be a Sermon of the Midden. Zos eatscomplacency and his leavings bear the name of Doubt. Zos heralds the onrush of the Beast as John the Baptist once swept the path of the Christos. This time it is notthe oracles' head served upon the platter. Be not complacent. The anthem of LiberL will, on Saturns touch, turn its melody inward and become a funeral dirge of the Soul. If there is ought to be learnt it is this....we are the hypocrites to whomZos speaks. There is no hope. The Great Wheel turns. All that we love and will isits grist. Nothing Remains. Will – LoveLouis Martinie (S.M.Ch.H. 353) Vernal Equinox, 1985

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