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horn ended in a small sphere suggestive of an eye. From that moment, for about a fortnight,
there was an absolute plague of these beetles. They were not merely in the house, they
were on the rocks, in the gardens, by the sacred spring, everywhere! But I never saw one
outside the estate. I sent a specimen to London but the experts were unable to identify
the species.
Here was a tangible piece of Magick. It ought to have convinced me that The Book of
the Law meant business. Instead, it left me absolutely cold. I experienced a certain proud
glee, much as I had in the King’s Chamber of the Great Pyramid, but there it stopped. I
took the necessary measures to protect Rose against the murderous attack of Mathers,
and went on playing billiards. [Confessions, pp 408–409]
Whenever I find myself about to take Crowley’s statements, any statement, literally
and at face value, I remind myself of past experience, and immediately check myself. In
this case, I take it this way: “perfumes of your orison” is obviously semen in some form,
and under those circumstances (astral) things would be creeping all over the damned
place.
Not sure if I’m playing devil’s advocate in all this, or how you’ll react to any particular
statement I might make that appears to defend Crowley’s cause. I agree with the concept
of “Class A” material, and would take far more exception to his shenanigans if he did
not include portions of The Vision and the Voice as also being “Class A”, some of the
other Holy Books (like ARARITA), Revelation, probably Ezekiel, at least part of it, and
other similar documents. Consider the oldest layer of the Yi. May it be changed, be it
no more than the shape of a letter? What of that book by Lao Dan? To my mind,
whether Liber AL is also “Class A” is neither here nor there. Perhaps it was a received
text, perhaps not. He says it was, but he also says The Vision and the Voice was as well.
The latter seems indeed to be the case, and since parts of Liber AL appear to be at
obvious variance with Crowley at the time of its reception, it is possible it was too. Or
I am at least forced to admit the possibility. That I think is the real message of The Book
of the Law: If you try hard enough, you can really talk to God (or Heaven, or whatever
we mean by some cognate term).
If his work, by hook or by crook, forces a body to think it might be possible to forge
one’s own individual and unique link with Heaven (the Divine, the hga), then it is
justified. Right now, the folks that have seized control over his estate have turned that
work into a money-making machine and petty power brokerage firm. The money
changers have once again occupied the courts of the temple, as indeed they have before.
It happens. Blast away, if you will.
SATYR
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