The Cry of the 21st Aethyr, Which is Called ASP.[1]
21. "Kether. (TheHierophant prepares the Candidate). The
Vision of the Ineluctable Destiny."
The 7 planets coagulated in the Ruach and ruled over by the Master.
A mighty wind rolls through all the Aethyr; there is a sense of
absolute emptiness; no colour, no form, no substance. Only now and then
there seem as it were, the shadows of great angels, swept along. No sound;
there is something very remorseless about the wind, passionless, that is
very terrible. In a way, it is nerve-shaking. It seems as if something
kept on trying to open behind the wind, and just as it is about to open,
the effort is exhausted. The wind is not cold or hot; there is no sense of
any kind connected with it. One does not even feel it, for one is standing
in front of it.
The wind is the Ruach. It is the wind of thoughts; emanating from each of its seven planetary energies. These are not the elemental winds of nature.