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In Nomine Babalon, XX

XX

Time ticking on like the hands of a clock

Calls forth the god with the head of a hawk!

The aeon of fire will rain down upon;

I raise up the cup and adore Babalon!

In Nomine Babalon: 156 Adorations to the Scarlet Goddess

 

The Hermetic Library arts and letters pool is a project to publish poetry, prose and art that is inspired by or manifests the Western Esoteric Tradition.

Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.

“the hawk-soul is only represented as resting upon the KA of the King or Queen. It is called the Royal Soul. The Human-headed hawk hovers over the mummies of great initiates and doubtless represents the soul after the incarnation had ceased; its human head is the symbol of true quintessence of the human individuality which the bird bears to the Abode of Blessed Souls.” [via]

Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.

“This latter principle is represented in four ways; by a hawk Crowned, or the HORUS BAIE; by a human-headed hawk; by a Bennu bird or by a ram. The BAIE (spirit) can operate through the egg-like principle contained in the AB and the KA (human Ego) through the concave principle.” [via]

Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.

“We can then see that the two ends of the concave mass stretch round and form a receptacle for the egg: this symbolises a more quintessential influx from the primal entity or HAMMEMIT descending upon the upstretched arms of the KA in the form of the Hawk or BAIE.” [via]

The Happiest of the Poets in Ideas of Good and Evil by William Butler Yeats.

“I am certain that he understood thoroughly, as all artists understand a little, that the important things, the things we must believe in or perish, are beyond argument. We can no more reason about them than can the pigeon, come but lately from the egg, about the hawk whose shadow makes it cower among the grass.” [via]

The Happiest of the Poets in Ideas of Good and Evil by William Butler Yeats.

“The desire seems not other than the desire of the bird for its mate in the heart of the wood, and we listen to that joyous praise as though a bird watching its plumage in still water had begun to sing in its joy, or as if we heard hawk praising hawk in the middle air, and because it is the praise of one made for all noble life and not for pleasure only, it seems, though it is the praise of the body, that it is the noblest praise.” [via]