Liber AL
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Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat The Khabs is in
be few secret: they shall rule the many the known.
Nuit; She bends in ecstasy to kiss The secret
flame and to her the stooping starlight. But ye
him by a secret name which I will him give when at
I will him give when at last he knoweth me Since I
difference made among you between any one
all-touching all penetrant, her lovely hands upon the
upon the black earth her lithe body arched for love
said unto the Queen of Space, kissing her lovely
of division is as nothing and the joy of dissolution
as nothing and the joy of dissolution all. For these fools
ones. Obey my prophet! follow out the ordeals of my
out the ordeals of my knowledge! seek me only! Then
ordeals write unto us the rituals write unto us
half concealed: the Law is for all This that thou writest
wand and the work of the sword: these he shall learn and teach. He
Hermit and the Lover and the man of Earth. Do what thou
is no bond that can unite the divided but love:
delivered from the lust of result, is every way
one one: are not they the Ox and none by the Book.
Ox and none by the Book. Abrogate are all rituals, all ordeals, all
and signs. Ra-Hoor-Khuit hath taken his seat in the East
they are not of me Let Asar be the adorant, Isa the
not aright; if ye confound the space-marks, saying:
ritual be not ever unto me: the expect
But ecstasy be thine and joy of earth: ever To
from no expected house cometh that child. Aum!
child. Aum! All words are sacred and all prophets true; save only
all prophets true; save only that they understand a
some though not all in the dark. Invoke me under my
Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love
love; for there are love and love. There is the dove
and the great mystery of the House of God All these
My incense is of resinous woods gums and there is
Red. My colour is black to the blind, but the blue
give all: but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose
whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour.
night sky To me! To me! The Manifestation of
this knowledge go aright. I am the flame that burns
I am the flame that burns in every heart of man,
of me the knowledge of death. I am the Magician and
Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath have worshipped me; ill,
for I am the worshipper. Remember all ye that
that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows
knower, and me. Now let there be a veiling of this
is eleven. Hear me, ye people of sighing! The
to the dead and the dying, The folk that not know me as
to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They
is our law and the joy of the world. Think not, o king, upon
king, upon that lie: That Thou Must Die: verily
the King dissolve, he shall remain in pure ecstasy
Khuit. The Sun, Strength Sight, Light these are
the forest or on the mountain; but in beds of
my Nuit are one. If I droop down mine head, and shoot
shall make a great miss. He shall fall down into the pit called
the dogs of Reason. Now a curse upon Because and his kin!
damned for a dog! But ye, o my people, rise up awake!
slaves that perish. Be they damned dead! Amen. [This
Be they damned dead! Amen. [This is of the there
therein am I as a babe in an egg.] Blue am I and gold in
a babe in an egg.] Blue am I and gold in the light of my
do well, I will reward you here and hereafter. Fear not, o
prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be
the eyes that thou shalt look upon with gladness. But
eyes that thou shalt look upon with gladness. But I will
the English Alphabet; thou shalt find new symbols to
kings of the earth shall be Kings for ever: the slaves
is a King. A King may choose his garment as he will: there
a King. A King may choose his garment as he will: there is
in thine heart and the kisses of the stars rain hard
is sweeter than death, more rapid and laughterful
all over thee: hail! hail! prophet of Nu! prophet of Had!
our splendour rapture! Come in our passionate
bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life death! Ah!
of life death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it
none. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon
art: if thou love, exceed by delicacy; and if thou
and doubt it not, and if thou art ever joyous! death
O V A L. What meaneth this, o prophet? Thou knowest not,
men! Lift up thyself! for there is none like
the number of the man; and the name of thy house
number of the man; and the name of thy house The
is a word not known. Spelling is defunct; all is not aught
before you. Lurk! Withdraw! Upon them! this is the
the ill-ordered house in the Victorious City.
Thou shalt have danger trouble. Ra-Hoor-Khu is with thee.
power in heaven or upon the earth or under the
the earth. Nu is your refuge as Hadit your light; and
to support me: let all be worshipped, for they
they shall cluster to exalt me. I am the visible
then of the priest or of the worshippers: last
sacred unto me. These slay, naming you enemies
throughout the centuries: though with fire
lust worship of the Snake; another soul of God and beast shall
Unity uttermost showed! I adore the might of
the throne of Ra! Open the ways of the Khu! Lighten
throne of Ra! Open the ways of the Khu! Lighten the
in me its red flame is as a sword in my hand to push thy
thy order. There is a secret door that I shall make to
mine; its rays consume Me: I have made a secret
Me: I have made a secret door Into the House of Ra and
Them that seek to entrap thee, to overthrow
overthrow thee, them attack without pity or
wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered. But let
pride. Let her follow me in my way. Let her work the
follow me in my way. Let her work the work of wickedness!
your arms in battle ye shall delight to slay. Success is
arms in battle ye shall delight to slay. Success is your
go on to the holier place. I am in a secret fourfold
them! Curse them! Curse them! With my Hawk's head I
my wings in the face of Mohammed blind him With
wings in the face of Mohammed blind him With my
Let Mary inviolate be torn upon wheels: for her
let all chaste women be utterly despised among
be utterly despised among you. Also for beauty's
is an end of the word of the God enthroned in Ra's seat,
lightening the girders of the soul. To Me do ye
sun of midnight is ever the son The ending of
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