| Dewdrops Verily, love is death, and death is life to come. Man returneth not again; the stream floweth not uphill; the old life is no more; there is a new life that is not his. Yet that life is of his very essence; it is more He than all that he calls He. In the silence of the dewdrop is every tendency of his soul, and of his mind, and of his body; it is the Quintessence and the Elixer of his being. Therein are the forces that made him and his father and his father's father before him. This is the dew of immortality. Let this go free, even as It will; thou are not its master, but the vehicle of it. Aleister Crowley The Book Of Lies |
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| The Stag Beetle Death implies change and individuality; if thou be THAT which hath no person, which is beyond the changing, even beyond changelessness, what hast thou to do with death ? The bird of individuality is ecstacy; so also is its death In love the individuality is slain; who loves not love ? Love death therefore, and long eagerly for it. Die Daily. Aleister Crowley The Book Of Lies |
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| The Sabbath Of The Goat O! the heart of N.O.X. the Night of Pan. IIAN: Duality: Energy: Death. Death: Begetting: the supporters of O! To beget is to die; to die is to beget. Cast the seed into the Field of Night. Life and Death are two names of A. Kill thyself. Neither of these alone is enough. Aleister Crowley The Book Of Lies |
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