Liber AL
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fools. Come forth, o children, under the stars take your fill of
Beast and in his woman; called the Scarlet Woman, is all power given.
shall gather my children into their fold: they shall bring the
the God the Adorer I am nothing: they do not see me. They
Then saith the prophet and slave of the beauteous one.
love's sake, for the chance of union. This is the creation of
all! They feel little; what is, is balanced by weak joys: but ye
ye from all pain. This is so: I swear it by the vault of my body;
us the rituals write unto us the law. But she said the ordeals
half known and half concealed: the Law is for all This that thou writest
My scribe Ankh-af-na-Khonsu the priest of the princes shall
secret key of this law Sixty-one the Jews call it; I call it
that all disappear. My prophet is a fool with his one one one:
one: are not they the Ox and none by the Book. Abrogate are
not of me Let Asar be the adorant, Isa the sufferer; Hoor in
rose, and the emblems of death. Let him enter in turn
Let him enter in turn or at once the four gates; let
Ra-Hoor-Khuit. This shall regenerate the world, the little world
be thine and joy of earth: ever To me To me Change not as
a letter; for behold thou o prophet shalt not behold all these
me. But to love me is better than all things: if under
incense before me invoking me with a pure heart
invoking me with a pure heart and the Serpent flame
voluptuous I who am all pleasure and purple and drunkenness of
To me! The Manifestation of Nuit is at an End. Nu! the
I never. Behold! the rituals of the old time are black. Let
ones be purged by the prophet! The shall this knowledge
go aright. I am the flame that burns in every heart of man,
hast ill will to learn this writing. I see thee hate the hand
Thee which thou knewest not for why? Because thou wast the
of sighing! The sorrows of pain and regret Are left to the
feel not. We are not for the poor and sad: the lords of the earth
and delicious languor, force and fire, are of us. We have nothing
have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let them
the vice of kings: stamp down the wretched the weak: this
the law of the strong: this is our law and the joy of the world. Think
of the world. Think not, o king, upon that lie: That Thou Must
not that any God shall deny thee for this. I am alone: there is no
is no God where I am. Behold! these be grave mysteries; for
about them; there shall ye find them. Ye shall see them at
Victorious armies, at all the joy; and there shall be in them
men trample in the fierce lust of your pride in
coiled about to spring: in my coiling there is joy. If
earth are one. There is great danger in me; for who doth not
doth not understand these runes shall make a great miss. He shall fall
he shall perish with the dogs of Reason. Now a curse upon Because
secret, O Prophet! A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and
Prophet! A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for
Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A
and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A feast for fire and a
never knew them. I am not for them. I console not: I hate
and gold in the light of my bride: but the red gleam is in
the veil of sorrow, the pall of death: this is none of me. Tear
of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen: but I
you. He that is righteous shall be righteous still; he that is
so? Fool! If he be a King, thou canst not hurt him. Therefore
worm. Oh! thou art overcome: we are upon thee; our delight is
peace, write sweet words for the Kings! I am the Master:
death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the
aught joyous, let there be subtlety therein! But
truly mine and doubt it not, and if thou art ever joyous!
thou art ever joyous! death is the crown of all Ah! Ah! Death! Death! Thou
T O V A L. What meaneth this, o prophet? Thou knowest not, nor shalt
one to follow thee: he shall expound it. But remember, o
be me; to follow the love of Nu in the star-lit heaven; to look
mighty among men! Lift up thyself! for there is none
for there is none like unto thee among men or among Gods!
The end of the hiding of Hadit; and blessing worship to the
the spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit. Now let it be first understood
spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit. Now let it be first understood that
you of their flesh to eat! Sacrifice cattle little and
of his desire! Ye shall be sad thereof. Deem not too eagerly
nor laughter of the folk folly, nor any other power in heaven or
or under the earth. Nu is your refuge as Hadit your light; and
who pity. Kill and torture; spare not; be upon them. That
me. I am the visible object of worship; the others are
from the host of heaven: then of enemies; then of the
lust power of lust in you at the eating thereof. Also ye shall
long kept it is better; for they swell with my force.
rich man from the West who shall pour his gold upon thee. From gold
West who shall pour his gold upon thee. From gold forge steel: Be
stand the fall of the Great Equinox, when Hrumachis shall arise
throne and place. Another prophet shall arise, and bring fresh
in the globed priest; another sacrifice shall stain the
another king shall reign; and blessing no longer be poured To
said the prophet unto the God. I adore thee in the song
the God. I adore thee in the song "I am the Lord of Thebes, and
Who makest the gods and death To tremble before Thee:- I,
gods and death To tremble before Thee:- I, I adore thee!
that thy light is in me its red flame is as a sword in my hand to
thou didst come hither and a reproduction of this ink and
made by hand; and to each man and woman that thou meetest, were
I am Ra-Hoor-Khuit and I am powerful to protect my servant.
with old sweetnesses then shall my vengeance be known. I will
sweetnesses then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me
in pride. Let her follow me in my way. Let her work the work of
let her be shameless before all men! Then will I lift her
shall delight to slay. Success is your proof; courage is your armour;
the letters is done, and I want to go on to the holier place.
ye reverence; to me come ye through tribulation
not. Let him come through the first ordeal it will be to
through the first ordeal it will be to him as silver Through
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