I am the Magician and the Exorcist. I am the axle of the wheel, and the cube in the circle. Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath have worshipped me; ill, for I am the worshipper. Now let there be a veiling of this shrine: now let the light devour men and eat them up with blindness! For I am perfect, being Not; and my number is nine by the fools; but with the just I am eight, and one in eight: Which is vital, for I am none indeed.
The Empress and the King are not of me; for there is a further secret. Hear me, ye people of sighing! These are dead, these fellows; they feel not.
We are not for the poor and sad: the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk. Is a God to live in a dog? They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force and fire, are of us.
Olivia Laurel (Author of Master of the Flesh)
We have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let them die in their misery. For they feel not. Think not, o king, upon that lie: That Thou Must Die: verily thou shalt not die, but live. Now let it be understood: If the body of the King dissolve, he shall remain in pure ecstasy for ever. They shall not harm ye at all. It is a lie, this folly against self. The exposure of innocence is a lie. Be strong, o man! Now think not to find them in the forest or on the mountain; but in beds of purple, caressed by magnificent beasts of women with large limbs, and fire and light in their eyes, and masses of flaming hair about them; there shall ye find them.
Ye shall see them at rule, at victorious armies, at all the joy; and there shall be in them a joy a million times greater than this. Beware lest any force another, King against King! Love one another with burning hearts; on the low men trample in the fierce lust of your pride, in the day of your wrath.
I am the secret Serpent coiled about to spring: in my coiling there is joy. If I lift up my head, I and my Nuit are one. If I droop down mine head, and shoot forth venom, then is rapture of the earth, and I and the earth are one. There is great danger in me; for who doth not understand these runes shall make a great miss.
He shall fall down into the pit called Because, and there he shall perish with the dogs of Reason. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! There is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu. Pity not the fallen! I never knew them. I am not for them. I am not of the slaves that perish.
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There is a veil: that veil is black. Fear not, o prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be sorry. Thou art emphatically my chosen; and blessed are the eyes that thou shalt look upon with gladness. But I will hide thee in a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen: but I lift thee up. Nor shall they who cry aloud their folly that thou meanest nought avail; thou shall reveal it: thou availest: they are the slaves of because: They are not of me.
The stops as thou wilt; the letters? He that is righteous shall be righteous still; he that is filthy shall be filthy still. Therefore the kings of the earth shall be Kings for ever: the slaves shall serve. There is none that shall be cast down or lifted up: all is ever as it was.
Yet there are masked ones my servants: it may be that yonder beggar is a King. A King may choose his garment as he will: there is no certain test: but a beggar cannot hide his poverty. Beware therefore! Love all, lest perchance is a King concealed! Say you so? If he be a King, thou canst not hurt him. There is a light before thine eyes, o prophet, a light undesired, most desirable. I am uplifted in thine heart; and the kisses of the stars rain hard upon thy body.
Now rejoice! Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. We are one; we are none. Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! Wisdom says: be strong! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If thou drink, drink by the eight and ninety rules of art: if thou love, exceed by delicacy; and if thou do aught joyous, let there be subtlety therein! Strive ever to more! Death is forbidden, o man, unto thee. The length of thy longing shall be the strength of its glory.
What meaneth this, o prophet?
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Thou knowest not; nor shalt thou know ever. There cometh one to follow thee: he shall expound it. But remember, o chosen one, to be me; to follow the love of Nu in the star-lit heaven; to look forth upon men, to tell them this glad word.
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Lift up thyself! Lift up thyself, o my prophet, thy stature shall surpass the stars. They shall worship thy name, foursquare, mystic, wonderful, the number of the man; and the name of thy house There is division hither homeward; there is a word not known. Spelling is defunct; all is not aught.
Raise the spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit! Now let it be first understood that I am a god of War and of Vengeance. I shall deal hardly with them. Upon them!
It shall not fade, but miraculous colour shall come back to it day after day. Close it in locked glass for a proof to the world. This shall be your only proof. I forbid argument. That is enough.