The first song of Sorrow

From Clavicula Nox by Clavdio Salos

 

Know O Man that life is sorrow upon sorrow with no other hope than to be released before new sorrows are placed upon a far too heavy a brow.

The more life one is given, the greater the understanding of the true depth of the bitter cup of sorrow is.

Heavy is the pressure on the heart which turns into something harder and harder.

Such a diamond heart forged by pressure, darkness and time to the hardest material on earth, makes mute beauty of something that should be alive, changing and everlastingly embracing.

Some hearts blackens to the darkest coal and forever lacks the power to shape bitterness into beauty

They turn into poison tainting every other heart they touch.

 

Understanding this some say that all happiness is illusion and that life is slavery. Others claim that only the dying god is strong enough to liberate the heart from sorrow

 

Is not then man divine?

Is not the heart of man a house of God and the promised temple?

Is not the way of the heart the way of salvation walkable for each and everyone no matter by what name one call to God?

 

To fear sorrow is to give it power.

To embrace sorrow is to make it a source.

Sorrow is a shade of life as necessary as love or joy.

Let your sorrow be the bitter taste that heightens sweet and salt and gives depth to your Art

Let life be full even in pain

 

Preserve the changing, listening heart that is the temple of God and the core of your divine being.

Live with doors opened not closed.

Instruction I

 

Partake and be drunk oh man upon the wine and the life that is offered to you

When wine flows in the company of brothers and the tables are overfilled with precious foods then these implements of joy will surely bring you into the arms of the gods and to ecstasy.

Explore and be amazed by the dialogue between food and wine which in sooth is and should be as the balance between speaking and listening.

Take pleasure in the conversation between food and wine which will lift your spirit and inspire it to sing thus enabling your heart to remember true beauty.

To make meals into such an art is a part of the great web which is the Art. It is also a part of the great web of the universe.

After such joy it is truly possible to go from work to refreshment and play with vigour, love and an easy mind.

In loneliness the wine turns into a sour poison of forgetfulness.

As the tide it labours without pause, digging an abyss in the chamber of your heart.

Out of the abyss there are cries for more of the poison. Strong it rises demanding the very thing that gives it depth.

Slowly the abyss widens until nothing but its gaping blackness remains of the wounded chest.

Out of its depths the howling demons arises whose teeth and claws spread destruction at every turn.

The slave of the sour wine breaks the laws of the Father, the Brother and the Husband. So filled with decay and mind so beset with poison is he that he only may find faults with others and never himself.

Thus is the lonesome wine only a wine for masters who know to take pleasure in truth even if they themselves have to supply both place and bottle.

The song of the Circle

 

There are six movements within a circle

Through these movements you may enter the temple and find Understanding, Grace and Wisdom

These six movements cannot be found in ritual or document

Nor can these mysteries be explained through initiation if it be not the initiation of the very creation itself.

Every movement is in sooth a circle – imperfect in non-completion – perfected as the road has reached its end and the path is fully trodden.

As the circle is finally closed it becomes a symbol for the eternal where the beginning and the end of the Way loses its meaning.

Every movement thus strive for the perfection of the circle

Therefore do not begin a movement you have not planned to finish.

Avoid that which is half-hearted and do not leave un-trodden paths behind you.

All force that is caught, locked up, bound or hampered in any other way restricting its natural movement is an abomination.

Still waters only give birth to decay and it is a very difficult thing indeed to bring life out of a rotten vessel.

Guard therefore well he who too proudly guards his secrets for such a man has surely spent considerable time amassing and storing the fruits of the mysteries within himself.

Surely such a man hides plentiful of rotten water under his chest where unfinished circles and things meant to be touched with joy instead have faded away and turned to putrid abandonment.

Wisdom and learning

 

For the learned it is sometimes painful to realise that he knows very little.

For the wise, such an insight is but a source for constant joy as it means that there is still so much more to learn.

That which is planted in the heart of a man is always able to sprout anew, multiplying with each ray of light that finds is way within.

Treasure your knowledge with gentle care and let it grow strong in your heart.

Be careful however so that you do not kill the saplings of new knowledge as if they were weeds in your garden.

Treasure and tend the garden of your heart and visit other gardens with humble awe at their beauty.

Synchronicity

 

Synchronicity is the messenger of good possibilities.

It brings gifts to open hearts but will not let itself be controlled by aught but divine necessity.

Many are those who would pass up these free gifts.

Many are also those who would seek to control these gifts and have them enslaved by the will of the sorrowful ego.

Inevitable must such people see that which have been given them taken away.

It will be wrested from their hands by the same necessity that once brought these blessings to them.

This is why we train our minds and practice attention so that we do not hurry by the blessings of the universe.

That is also why we seek to do our true will because only when we do our true will are we able to tread on the divine paths towards our holy guardian angel.

To walk with attention is not to walk with such trepidation that movement cease.

Not moving is limitation and limitation is in itself a sin that can only lead to ruin.

All living things encompass movement in circles and spirals.

The body itself is formed and defined by movement and is left to suffer when it is restricted.

An open mind armed with the virtue of attentativeness and with the will as a bright shining star illuminating the path, will move in accordance with the laws of the universe.

Synchronicity is the evidence for the justness in such an action.

The First Song of Life

 

Avoiding life is to avoid the initiation given by the secret chiefs. To do so can only cause decay and corruption.

At every step of the way, pay heed to the things that life is trying to teach.

Every whisper in the wind, every meeting – Yea every event in life around you is a carrier of knowledge to enlighten your path and guide you in your ways.

Can a thousand page book fully explain the taste of one single drop of a good wine?

Can even ten thousand pages of written word fully express the nuances of feelings coursing through you when someone else’s lips are pressed against your own?

Can a graphic representation of the travels of the sun in any way describe the feeling of the first rays of the sun in your face on a summer morning?

Can life in any way be explained in any other way than if one actually lives it to the fullest?

So leave your studies and escape your chamber when they are but excuses for avoiding the lessons of life.

Let the book rest when it is a hiding place

Let knowledge give way for rapture and let arrogance and fear bounce lightly from your brow.

Restriction

 

The word of sin is restriction

To restrict oneself or another is to offend True Will

As we teach or lead someone else it is of the utmost importance that our intent is pure. Our hearts must be constantly searched and questioned.

Therefore never try to teach anything until a question is asked.

Do not make anyone listen to good advice, matters of faith or even directions if you have not been approached and asked to give any of such things.

To give freely is to give without any thought of recompense or demands for gifts in return.

Such gifts are without restriction and therefore without sin.

To receive and accept a gift honours the giver if the gift is freely given.

Avoid giving or receiving gifts that comes with some form of conditions attached to them. Such gifts truly restrict both giver and taker.

Do not try to save people or make efforts to convince them.

Do not preach for out of such comes the illusion of being right.

Out of such decay comes division and placement in accordance with those who are in the right and those who are in the wrong.

Such division is false logic and can only lead to the sin of restriction.

Dark paths treads the one who seek to chain others with his conviction

In the blind faith and belief of ones very own goodness such a person will lead everybody and everyone into the shameful congregation of the Black Brotherhood.

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To behold but one facet of god or to work but one path must not necessarily be wrong or evil.

Such intent may come about out of necessity or conviction and be in full accordance with the True Will.

But a particle of the divine may be enough for one life and one Will.

To claim that this small path is the only path for everyone and to demand the company of other wanderers is to make the journey an abomination.

Have mercy upon the Pilgrim and make him sit by your fire sharing your warmth but do not demand that he should follow you on your journey.

Nor should you seek to accompany him no matter how enlightened his path seems to be.

The third Song of the Heart

 

What is your pride worth when the chains of such pride bar your movements?

How many harsh words could not the lovers have avoided were it not for the pride’s self absorbing fear that directs their conversations?

How much suffering could not the child spare itself if it did not labour so hard to gain the pride of its parents?

Search then your heart and pay attention to your pride.

Is its very nature born out of fear or out of confidence?

Is its very nature life-giving or stifling?

So many of our feelings might be confused with the belittling fear that pride has created that it takes hard and truthful work to know and recognise all the faces and facets of them.

Pride and Fear

Fear and Pride

Are these two not one?

Are they not two completely separate things?

Yes truly are these two one and the same as Pride takes role of restriction and thus denies the initiation of nature.

Pride that spawns fear and Pride that bars action

All these are abominations

The Pride’s fear creates great walls and places dangerous creatures in the motes surrounding the fortress of the heart.

It muffles the divine voice rising form the centre because it fears not being able to hear its own voice.

It keeps the hand of peace hostage and chains the words of forgiveness to the gates of the mouth.

Stone is placed upon stone and tearing down the walls keeping the spirit captured becomes more and more difficult making the owner of the spirit more and more rigid.

Pride and Fear become separate things when one is not dependent of the other.

The second Song of the Heart

 

What does anyone know of another man’s heart?

Is it not so that many would say:

– I do not know him

Or they would say:

-I thought I knew him but now I don’t know

Very few say:

-I know him

Only the very one-sidedly blind believe that he knows all of the dark corners hidden within another man.

Knowledgeable in the movements between closeness and loneliness we know that we only with the utmost uncertainty may speak of another man’s wants, and thoughts.

Still we often hear:

– I know what is best for him

The convinced speaks strongly and without hesitation in his or her knowledge. No shyness or awe is evident in the pride of such a person.

Blind to the blindness and filled with a sense of necessity such a one leads others upon paths they themselves would never have chosen

If the gods of fortune smile upon such an endeavor then sometimes it may lead to no harm and the end though not blessed is mainly a good one.

Most of the times though these kinds of wanderings leads down into the well of confusion where at the bottom the fallen ones sit and sing songs of failure and corruption.

The first Song of the Heart

The holiest of places dwell within the heart of man

Here lies the anchor for the soul and thus it is the place where the divine is tied to the human.

In that which is life man is often accosted by blows and harsh words in a way that forces her to harden the walls of the heart so that the cuts do not become too deep or too dangerous.

The heart is shielded by walls, buttresses, motes and labyrinths of such might that in the end not even the owner may find his way easily therein.

Love becomes ownership and good deeds becomes good trade. Trade becomes a desperate search in which the living dead tries to regain that which once flowed freely from his chest and was lost so long ago.

How hard is it not to find the anchor of the heart of such a man?

How well hidden is not her inner flame?

How dim is not the trail upon which one must wander to hear but a chord of the divine music that sings at the roots of her heart?

Those who walk the Way often seek to reopen these doors of the heart.

They labour rigorously and with vigilance.

They enlist the aid of mute gods and strange rituals

They seek mastery over the crossroads, the elements, the dreams – yes all that which is whispered to them by the mysteries.

Kings over the known and the unknown they survey the labyrinths.

They catch angels and demons and beseech them to teach the language of the gods so that they may interpret the divine chant.

Yet many are they who fall upon the way and turn bitter and greedy.

It is written that some seek from within.

Others search from without.

It is also written: As above so below

Then let that which is within be that which is without.

Establish thy Khaba – thy temple – thy heart in every place you rest your foot.

Let it flow within you and make it manifest around you so that it illuminates the night and brings light to the late wanderer.

Make your home a castle with strong walls and open gates.

Make travellers welcome in accordance with the ancient rules of hospitality and greet them as a man and a brother.

Let the divine chant reverberate all around you and make your home a celebration to the joy which is life.

Only in such a way may you protect your heart without hiding it or forgetting its song.

Only in such a way is the divine able to take its place in your life and in your deeds.