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in the Khabs Worship then The
under the stars take your fill
The key of the rituals is in
key of the rituals is in the
earth I am Heaven, and there is
do ye also thus. Bind nothing! Let
and slave of the beauteous one.
So she answered him, bending down, a
all-touching all penetrant, her
sweet smelling perfume
Thee as One but as None and let
of my body; by my sacred heart and
is Who calls us Thelemites will do no
if he look but close into the
the man of Earth. Do what thou wilt
be the whole of the Law. The word of
if thou wilt, depart. There
thou hast no right but to do thy
the Book. Abrogate are all rituals, all
Abrogate are all rituals, all ordeals, all words
one. But they are not of me
in intellect, and the lofty
and the emblems of death. Let
are one or saying. They are many;
Change not as much as the style of
as much as the style of a letter;
serpent. Choose ye well! He, my
resinous woods gums and there is
and there is no blood therein:
gold are seen of the seeing. Also
seen of the seeing. Also I have a
of me, and so shall ye come to my joy.
within you: come unto me At
calling forth the flame of the
love-song unto me! Burn to me
of my House. In the sphere I
is a foolish word; for it is I that go
to learn this writing. I see
now let the light devour men
is vital, for I am none indeed.
our kinsfolk. Is a God to live in a dog?
us. They shall rejoice, our chosen:
joy of the world. Think not, o king,
not, o king, upon that lie: That
king, upon that lie: That Thou
that lie: That Thou Must Die:
mine head, and shoot forth venom,
Will stops and cries Why, invoking
feast every night unto Nu,
for them. I console not: I hate
me. The stops as thou wilt; the
are sad know that I have forsaken you.
there is no certain test:
o prophet a light undesired,
worm. Oh! thou art overcome: we are
prophet of Nu! prophet of
peace, write sweet words for
of the promise of our agelong
up thyself! Lift thine head!
Strive ever to more! and if
if thou art ever joyous! death
ever joyous! death is the crown
glory: He that lives long desires
to look forth upon men, to tell
men, to tell them this glad word. O
among Gods! Lift up thyself, o my
Law of the Battle of Conquest:
of Conquest: thus shall my worship
is already aright disposed it shall
easy to you the abstruction
upon the earth or under the
know. For perfume mix meal
wine; then oil of Abramelin and
of a child, or dropping from the
use; let it be laid before
full of beetles as it were and
naming you enemies they
thee! Appear on the throne
me!" So that thy light is in me
that I shall make to establish thy
beat; By wise Ta-Nech I weave
Hadit burning in thy heart shall
Establish at thy Kaaba a clerk-house:
but thou shalt know destroy the
thy proof: argue not: convert
her out from men: as a shrinking
despised harlot shall she crawl through
the work of wickedness! Let her
these are mysteries that
but one cometh after him,
cometh after him, whence I
after him, whence I say not, who shall
of it all. Then this line drawn is a
he hangs upon the cross I flap my
soldiers who dare not fight, but
But the keen and the proud,
There is no law beyond Do what thou
hand I am the Lord of the Double Wand
I am the Lord of the Double Wand of
the Double Wand of Power the wand
my left hand is empty, for I
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