Poem "I" wrote
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Howdy AL.
Back in the Day when I first got my hands on a copy of AL, I had my mind blown. It spoke so clearly to me. It felt at home in my heart. Not getting to deep into it, but suffice to say I had been experiencing psychological phenomena that featured a Hawk headed lord well before I came upon Thelemic concepts, which told me there was something to this all, that this book was genuine and beyond Crowley's capability. My father is an artist and had even made me a bronze Stele of Horus that I had in my room.
BTW, the first thing I ever read by Crowley was Yoga for Yahoos (or at least thats what it was called..downloaded it from some random site), the second was Liber AL. Now having continued to study the book and commentaries, I now see things that I didn't even understand myself at the time.
Well, one day I (naively) decided to invoke the Lord of this Aeon, to feel his power and assume His Godform. What happened next amazed and confirmed my "faith" in this movement. I wrote this poem out as fast as you can read it and must admit it is beyond my normal capability. Very automatic. I'm not claiming anything regarding its contents other than I was inspired. I hope you find it inspiring too.
**War, I love!
Death Destruction I exalt!
Serpent, nay Dove?
To the simpleton, Gestalt!False accretions of knowledge
You Fools, I am No-God.
You're forgotten heritage
He Vav He Yod!I am thy Superior
your achievements dust
now cower infidelferiors!
While I dissolve in pure lust.I am Proud, I am Sure
Having crossed the Abyss
My words recognized by the Pure
invoking true bliss!A wild beast I manifest
upon the altar of my temple
Where I openly confess
My sins and greatness ample.
The folk folly is laughable
I a hidden king of eternal
Mere horses in my stable
leading my chariots InfernalMy plans are unfolding
in the silence unnoticed,
History I am moulding
Child of Horus apprenticed.The Elders on Horizon
False slave-gods soon return
Condition of humanity wizen
your existence I adjournNow the Ninth Magus has spoken
I will it so it may
by my act of will a token
for mass death upon that dayWith a word Destruction
Universes vector collapse
Simple samadhi enunciation
Cessation of firing synapseLA AL, No God!
Your Beliefs a Lie!
AL LA, just words
Empty as the Sky!'Neath the sun you reach in vain
I am the circling Hawk
with my beak, ripping pain
The Hunter, You I stalkAn upon thy extinguished breath
your identity will be free
you will thank thy enemy death
And see I to I with Me..... AMEN.** -
sweet! i like it's spiritedness!
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Thanks man, me too! btw, kinda hesitant initially to show this, but its been about 4 years ago now and figured why not. I showed a friend one time who wasn't familiar with much spiritual matters and they were like, "OOOOOHHHKAAAY..." Shoulda known, but i figure like minds abound round here.
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Great Poem! Thanks for sharing.