I think there are two sides to what I have learned throughout my life spiritually, and those two sides see things very differently, but ultimately they are one thing. It’s just a little difficult to see that when you’re immersed in the exploration.

One relates to what I believe is referred to as the Oneness of Being. This is a deeply liberating experience, joyful, blissful but stable, free. You realise there is only one essential quality and substance of consciousness throughout everything (at least everything that lives), and that it is not separatively located in space and time. All your ideas about causality are instantly seen as back to front, upside down. I doubt that anything refutes materialism as effectively, or makes you as humorously aware of just how hopelessly materialist our common assumptions are. It’s free magick, and it’s how thing really are. The enigma is why you still see things the same way through this body, as if this were you. An understanding of intention, energy and time, and an understanding of being as a continuous phenomena, are some of the things that seem to come with this state of surrender and release.

The other thing seems more obscure, but it catches up with you. It is a different magick. It’s why “you” are “here”. It’s Life, with the roots that go down into all that obscures the aforementioned realisation, and makes it possible to be as a unique, separate, creative individual. Here you understand will, and embodiment, and myth, and sex and work and loss and suffering, and the possibility of wisdom. Not some fake “channeled” wisdom, but the stuff that ferments in experience and failure and eventual knowledge of the self and the repair of life. This way introduces you to your monster. The rejected, disguised and despised means to becoming.

If one world was a Heaven, as the dance and play of energy and consciousness, the other is a Kingdom of Hell in which your divine parentage, however distant, is only temporarily hidden. Just not the divine parent in Heaven, because obviously there is no separation in the blissful Oneness of Being for there even to be a parent or a divine other than everything.

These two are really not two.

As Crowley would have said, one is two, the other in none.