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Liber AL
LIBER Taw-Yod-Shin-Aleph-Resh-Bet (ThIShARB)
Liber XXXVI - THE STAR SAPPHIRE
Principia Discordia
Liber Stella Rubeae
LIBER V Vel REGULI
Liber LXXXIV Vel Chanokh
The Bible
lust,
enjoy
all
things
of
sense
and
rapture:
fear
not
48
77
5
81
25
74
21
117
56
45
125
82
86
106
99
95
138
173
101
130
163
111
180
120
212
194
218
211
188
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201
237
268
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318
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331
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448
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549
Matches from Liber Al:
Nuit The unveiling of the company of heaven
company of heaven Every man and every woman is a star
is a star Every number is infinite: there
a star Every number is infinite: there is
is revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat
o children, under the stars take your fill of love. I am
ecstasy is in yours My joy is to see your joy Above,
a sun, and she a moon. But to him is The winged secret
Now therefore I am known to ye by my name Nuit,
unto the Queen of Space, kissing her lovely brows
faint faery, of the stars, and two. For I am divided for
that the pain of division is as nothing and the joy
prophet! follow out the ordeals of my knowledge! seek
the rituals shall be half known and half concealed: the Law is for all
This that thou writest is the threefold book of
the princes shall not in one letter change this
what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. The word of Sin is
Accursed! be it to the aeons. Hell. Let it be that
will Do that and no other shall say nay. For pure will, unassuaged of
purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is
with Isa who also are one. But they are not of me Let Asar
foam. Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will, when, where and
the little world my sister, my heart my tongue,
kiss. Also, o scribe and prophet though thou be of the
nor absolve thee But ecstasy be thine and joy of
all these mysteries hidden therein. The child
upon death; peace unutterable, rest, ecstasy:
store of women and spices; ye shall wear rich jewels; ye
desire you. Put on the wings and arouse the coiled
been revealed. I Hadit am the complement of
is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass
are not of me; for there is a further secret. I
the joy of the world. Think not, o king, upon that lie:
joy of the world. Think not, o king, upon that lie: That
that lie: That Thou Must Die: verily thou shalt not
are for the servants of the Star the Snake. I am the
lust, enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear not
in the forest or on the mountain; but in beds
joy; and there shall be in them a joy a million times
against King! Love one another with burning hearts;
my head, I and my Nuit are one. If I droop down mine
head, I and my Nuit are one. If I droop down mine head,
upon Because and his kin! May Because be accursed
Power weakness. Also reason is a lie; for there is a factor
unknown; all their words are skew-wise. Enough of Because!
feast for death A feast every day in your hearts in
is no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution,
none of me. Tear down that lying spectre of the
hide thee in a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall
thou availest: they are the slaves of because: They
unto. Begone! ye mockers; even though ye laugh in
you. He that is righteous shall be righteous still; he
down or lifted up: all is ever as it was. Yet there are
are masked ones my servants: it may be that yonder
inspiration: the expiration is sweeter
hail! hail! prophet of Nu! prophet of Had! prophet of
our passionate peace, write sweet words for the
shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of
of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up
of its glory: He that lives long desires death much is
M O R Y X R P S T O V A L. What meaneth this, o prophet? Thou
chosen one, to be me; to follow the love of Nu in the
thyself, o my prophet, thy stature shall surpass the
the prophet of the lovely Star. Abrahadabra! the reward
is division hither homeward; there is a word not known.
god of War and of Vengeance. I shall deal hardly with them. Choose
Choose ye an island! Fortify it! Dung it about with
in locked glass for a proof to the world. This shall be your only
I will make easy to you the abstruction from the
a sword before me: let blood flow to my name. Trample
o blessed Beast, and thou the Scarlet Concubine of
even ye, know not this meaning all. Fear not at all; fear
the earth or under the earth. Nu is your refuge
Hadit your light; and I am the strength, force, vigor
its name, it shall be to you as Why? Because of the fall of
again. Set up my image in the East: thou shalt buy
worship; the others are secret; for the Beast his
some beast, no matter what. This burn: of this make
better; for they swell with my force. All before
work: burn thereon in silver or gold There cometh a
an invisible house there standeth and shall stand the
shall arise and the double-wanded one assume my throne and
double-wanded one assume my throne and place. Another
Hawk-headed mystical Lord! The half of the word of Heru-ra-ha, called
Ra-Hoor-Khuit! Unity uttermost showed! I adore the
or still me! Aum! let it fill me!" So that thy light is
as a sword in my hand to push thy order. There is a secret
Of Khephra and of Ahathoor. I am thy Theban, O Mentu, The
spell. Show thy star-splendour, O Nuit! Bid me within
of this ink and paper for ever for in it is the
is the Law to give. Then they shall chance to abide in
to overthrow thee, them attack without pity
turn and strike! Be thou yet deadlier than he! Drag
her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out
me in my way. Let her work the work of wickedness! Let
and rich garments, and let her be shameless before all
all the kings of the earth I will fill her with joy: with
with my force shall she see strike at the worship of
I will be at your arms in battle ye shall delight to slay.
ye shall delight to slay. Success is your proof; courage is
armour; go on, go on, in my strength ye shall turn not back
Beast; for in the chance shape of the letters and
another: in these are mysteries that no Beast
seek after this; for thereby alone can he fall from
he fall from it. Now this mystery of the letters
Jesus as he hangs upon the cross I flap my wings in the
Ompehda! I spit on your crapulous creeds. Let Mary
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