I first met Thessalonius Loyola in a ramshackle colonial-type bungalow on a blasted heath near Hollywood.
The exterior of the place, which had been borrowed from a friend for the duration of his stay, belied its interior which was ordered and comfortable.
The tang of leather permeated the large studio, especially when a body had just immersed itself in the more than copious chesterfield.
There was no hint of magick here except for the almost tangible aura surrounding the man himself. There was not a single book.
“I try to do without them these days, just as I do without weapons and paraphernalia, except when I’m teaching or working with one of the Lodges.”
That a chief representative of the Order should be found in this out of the way place was unusual - it was a chance in a million that I was there myself. So it was only natural that I should spend a few days with him before I left for Cairo, especially since his reputation for reclusiveness had denied so many others access to him.
We spent our time walking, usually in silence, eating, usually in silence, and talking, refreshing ourselves as we did so with the peculiar local wine of which we drank an alarming quantity each evening.
The subject of these talks was rarely magick in the sense that I would have previously used the word, but slowly the pieces began to come together and after a few such conversations the first faint glimmerings of understanding periodically illuminated my, by now grape-besotted mind.
The rest of our time was spent in sleeping and it was during these periods of respite that such of the new ideas as I was able to grasp became assimilated and consolidated into a coherent whole.
Although Thess himself would probably not recognize the contents of this book as encapsulating aspects of his own teaching (because they have been strained through my perception of them and tinted by my description of them)
I am indebted to him for turning my previous ideas on their heads and for furnishing the ideas which form the basis of this book.
Duality figures largely in his considerations but the incessant see-saw duality so much loved by the qabalists and old-aeon magicians he totally ignores as being no more than sophistry and of no merit in nuclear magick, the science of self evolution.
Nor, he points out, is duality of the day-night, male-female order particularly effective in the performance of magick except in a small number of very special cases.
He sees only one duality. The way in which Kia perceives itself and its relationship with everything else. The Kia constructs itself a body, he reasons in order to experience and in order to create an effect. Without the matter- energy - space - time backdrop the Kia is, but that is all that may be said of it. It has no measurable properties or position.
Life, as far as we know, may well manifest somewhere as a three-legged, three -eyed creature living on a planet with three suns and no moons where three sexes come together to procreate.
Its tripart Heid philosophy would seem as natural to it as our system of duality seems to us and yet our dualities would seem absurd and inexplicable.
Our notion of duality is wholly a condition of environment and is not essential in any sense of that word. Duality suggests dichotomy. Dichotomy is a mind state and does not exist in the phenomenal universe.
