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a star Every number is infinite: there
revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat
Come forth, o children, under the stars take your
globe, the starry blue, Are mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu! Now
to ye by my name Nuit, and to him by a secret
by a secret name which I will him give when at last
lithe body arched for love and her soft feet not
soft feet not hurting the little flowers
flowers Thou knowest! And the sign shall be my ecstasy,
the pain of division is as nothing and the joy of
but ye are my chosen ones. Obey my prophet!
my prophet! follow out the ordeals of my knowledge!
ye from all pain. This is so: I swear it by the vault
vault of my body; by my sacred heart and tongue; by all
shall be half known and half concealed: the Law is for all This that
these he shall learn and teach. He must teach; but he
make severe the ordeals. The word of the Law is Who calls us
what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. The word of Sin
purpose, delivered from the lust of result,
they have the half: unite by thine art so that all
half: unite by thine art so that all disappear. My
have star star system system let not one know well
is of silver and gold, lapis lazuli jasper are there, and
as ye will, when, where and with whom ye will. But always unto
will, when, where and with whom ye will. But always unto me.
in the clear light, and some though not all in the dark.
and there is the serpent. Choose ye well! He, my
these old letters of my Book are aright; but is
letters of my Book are aright; but is not the
covered with a rich headdress. I love you I yearn to
you. Pale or purple, veiled or voluptuous I who am
rejoicing in my Secret Temple To me!
perfumes! Wear to me jewels! Drink to me, for
am the complement of Nu my bride. I am not
Behold! the rituals of the old time are black. Let
word; for it is I that go Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath
Heru-pa-kraath have worshipped me; ill, for I am the
pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass
the fools; but with the just I am eight, and one
as my bride is eleven. Hear me, ye people of
sighing! The sorrows of pain and regret Are left
left to the dead and the dying, The folk that not
know me as yet. These are dead, these fellows; they
Compassion is the vice of kings: stamp down the
vice of kings: stamp down the wretched the weak:
King dissolve, he shall remain in pure ecstasy for
lie. Be strong, o man, lust, enjoy all things of sense
wrath. Ye are against the people, O my chosen! I am
and the earth are one. There is great danger in
understand these runes shall make a great miss. He shall
dogs of Reason. Now a curse upon Because and his kin! May
and feasts of the times. A feast for the first
Tahuti and the child of the Prophet secret,
rapture. A feast every night unto Nu, and the
no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution,
dread hereafter. There is the dissolution, and
ecstasy in the kisses of Nu. There is death for
not the fallen! I never knew them. I am not for
they damned dead! Amen. [This is of the there is a
in a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou
a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art
sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen:
shall they who cry aloud their folly that thou meanest
thou meanest nought avail; thou shall reveal it: thou
slaves of because: They are not of me. The stops
slaves shall serve. There is none that shall be cast down or
prophet a light undesired, most desirable. I
than a caress of Hell's own worm. Oh! thou art overcome: we are
over thee: hail! hail! prophet of Nu! prophet of
heart rejoice! We are one; we are none. Hold! Hold! Bear
of its glory: He that lives long desires death much
that lives long desires death much is ever the
R Y X R P S T O V A L. What meaneth this, o prophet? Thou
S T O V A L. What meaneth this, o prophet? Thou knowest
shall expound it. But remember, o chosen one,
Lift up thyself, o my prophet, thy stature
to the prophet of the lovely Star. Abrahadabra! the
prophet of the lovely Star. Abrahadabra! the reward of
division hither homeward; there is a word not known.
known. Spelling is defunct; all is not aught Beware!
Fortify it! Dung it about with enginery
is already aright disposed it shall be your Kiblah for
City. Thou shalt thyself convey it with worship,
meaning all. Fear not at all; fear neither men, nor
as Why? Because of the fall of Because, that he is not
be suddenly easy for thee to do this. The other
unto me. This hath also another use; let it be laid
be strong in war. Moreover, be they long kept
kept it is better; for they swell with my
with fire and sword it be burnt down shattered,
song "I am the Lord of Thebes, and I The inspired
Supreme and terrible God, Who makest the gods and
run through To stir me or still me! Aum! let it
or still me! Aum! let it fill me!" So that thy light
thy light is in me its red flame is as a sword in my
hand to push thy order. There is a secret door that
secret door that I shall make to establish thy way in
written] as it is said. "The light is mine; its
Ahathoor. I am thy Theban, O Mentu, The prophet
how thou didst come hither and a reproduction of
only in the English and thy comment upon this
the Law to give. Then they shall chance to abide in
they shall chance to abide in this bliss or no; it is
Success is thy proof: argue not: convert not: talk
proof: argue not: convert not: talk not overmuch.
them! Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity
tenderness visit her heart if she leave my
her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot
in pride. Let her follow me in my way. Let her work
her be covered with jewels, and rich garments, and
child mightier than all the kings of the earth I
ye shall delight to slay. Success is your proof; courage
to slay. Success is your proof; courage is your armour;
writing of the Beast; for in the chance shape
of Jesus as he hangs upon the cross I flap my wings in
cowards; professional soldiers who dare not fight, but
are brothers! As brothers fight ye. There is no
I am the Hawk-Headed Lord of Silence of Strength; my
is the Word Abrahadabra. The Book of the Law is Written
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