Liber AL vel Legis
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Chapter I | Chapter II
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The Comment
Chapter II
II,1: Nu! the hiding of Hadit.
II,2: Come! all ye, and learn the secret that hath not yet
been revealed. I, Hadit, am the complement of Nu, my bride. I
am not extended, and Khabs is the name of my House.
II,3: In the sphere I am everywhere the centre, as she, the
circumference, is nowhere found.
II,4: Yet she shall be known & I never.
II,5: Behold! the rituals of the old time are black. Let the
evil ones be cast away; let the good ones be purged by the prophet!
Then shall this Knowledge go aright.
II,6: I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and
in the core of every star. I am Life, and the giver of Life,
yet therefore is the knowledge of me the knowledge of death.
II,7: I am the Magician and the Exorcist. I am the axle of
the wheel, and the cube in the circle. "Come unto me"
is a foolish word: for it is I that go.
II,8: Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath have worshipped me; ill,
for I am the worshipper.
II,9: Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all
the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done; but there
is that which remains.
II,10: O prophet! thou hast ill will to learn this writing.
II,11: I see thee hate the hand & the pen; but I am stronger.
II,12: Because of me in Thee which thou knewest not.
II,13: for why? Because thou wast the knower, and me.
II,14: Now let there be a veiling of this shrine: now let
the light devour men and eat them up with blindness!
II,15: 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.
II,16: I am the Empress & the Hierophant. Thus eleven, as
my bride is eleven.
II,17:
Hear me, ye people of sighing!
The sorrows of pain and regret
Are left to the dead and the dying,
The folk that not know me as yet.
II,18: These are dead, these fellows; they feel not. We are
not for the poor and sad: the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk.
II,19: Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are
of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of
us.
II,20: Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious
languor, force and fire, are of us.
II,21: We have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let
them die in their misery. For they feel not. Compassion is the
vice of kings: stamp down the wretched & the weak: this is the
law of the strong: this is our law and the joy of the world.
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. Nuit! Hadit! Ra-Hoor-Khuit! The Sun, Strength & Sight,
Light; these are for the servants of the Star & the Snake.
II,22: I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge & Delight and
bright glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To
worship me take wine and strange drugs whereof I will tell my
prophet, & be drunk thereof! 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! lust, enjoy all things of sense and
rapture: fear not that any God shall deny thee for this.
II,23: I am alone: there is no God where I am.
II,24: Behold! these be grave mysteries; for there are also
of my friends who be hermits. 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.
II,25: Ye are against the people, O my chosen!
II,26: 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.
II,27: 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.
II,28: Now a curse upon Because and his kin!
II,29: May Because be accursed for ever!
II,30: If Will stops and cries Why, invoking Because, then
Will stops & does nought.
II,31: If Power asks why, then is Power weakness.
II,32: Also reason is a lie; for there is a factor infinite
& unknown; & all their words are skew-wise.
II,33: Enough of Because! Be he damned for a dog!
II,34: But ye, o my people, rise up & awake!
II,35: Let the rituals be rightly performed with joy &
beauty!
II,36: There are rituals of the elements and feasts of the
times.
II,37: A feast for the first night of the Prophet and his
Bride!
II,38: A feast for the three days of the writing of the Book
of the Law.
II,39: A feast for Tahuti and the child of the Prophet-secret,
O Prophet!
II,40: A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the
Equinox of the Gods.
II,41: A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for
life and a greater feast for death!
II,42: A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture!
II,43: A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost
delight!
II,44: Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no dread hereafter. There
is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu.
II,45: There is death for the dogs.
II,46: Dost thou fail? Art thou sorry? Is fear in thine heart?
II,47: Where I am these are not.
II,48: Pity not the fallen! I never knew them. I am not for
them. I console not: I hate the consoled & the consoler.
II,49: I am unique & conqueror. I am not of the slaves that
perish. Be they damned & dead! Amen. [This is of the 4: there
is a fifth who is invisible, & therein am I as a babe in an egg.]
II,50: Blue am I and gold in the light of my bride: but the
red gleam is in my eyes; & my spangles are purple & green.
II,51: Purple beyond purple: it is the light higher than eyesight.
II,52: There is a veil: that veil is black. It is the veil
of the modest woman; it is the veil of sorrow, & the pall of
death: this is none of me. Tear down that lying spectre of the
centuries: veil not your vices in virtuous words: these vices
are my service; ye do well, & I will reward you here and hereafter.
II,53: 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.
II,54: 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? change them not in style
or value!
II,55: Thou shalt obtain the order & value of the English
Alphabet; thou shalt find new symbols to attribute them unto.
II,56: Begone! ye mockers; even though ye laugh in my honour
ye shall laugh not long: then when ye are sad know that I have
forsaken you.
II,57: He that is righteous shall be righteous still; he that
is filthy shall be filthy still.
II,58: Yea! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, &
not other. 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.
II,59: Beware therefore! Love all, lest perchance is a King
concealed! Say you so? Fool! If he be a King, thou canst not
hurt him.
II,60: Therefore strike hard & low, and to hell with them,
master!
II,61: There is a light before thine eyes, o prophet, a light
undesired, most desirable.
II,62: I am uplifted in thine heart; and the kisses of the
stars rain hard upon thy body.
II,63: Thou art exhaust in the voluptuous fullness of the
inspiration; the expiration is sweeter than death, more rapid
and laughterful than a caress of Hell's own worm.
II,64: Oh! thou art overcome: we are upon thee; our delight
is all over thee: hail! hail: prophet of Nu! prophet of Had!
prophet of Ra-Hoor-Khu! Now rejoice! now come in our splendour
& rapture! Come in our passionate peace, & write sweet words
for the Kings!
II,65: I am the Master: thou art the Holy Chosen One.
II,66: Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed
in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death
shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall
be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up
thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none.
II,67: Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon
of the excellent kisses!
II,68: Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not
so deep-die!
II,69: Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted?
II,70: There is help & hope in other spells. 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!
II,71: But exceed! exceed!
II,72: Strive ever to more! and if thou art truly mine-and
doubt it not, an if thou art ever joyous!-death is the crown
of all.
II,73: Ah! Ah! Death! Death! thou shalt long for death. Death
is forbidden, o man, unto thee.
II,74: The length of thy longing shall be the strength of
its glory. He that lives long & desires death much is ever the
King among the Kings.
II,75: Aye! listen to the numbers & the words:
II,76: 4 6 3 8 A B K 2 4 A L G M O R 3 Y X 24 89 R P S T O
V A L. What meaneth this, o prophet? 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.
II,77: O be thou proud and mighty among men!
II,78: Lift up thyself! for there is none like unto thee among
men or among Gods! 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 418.
II,79: The end of the hiding of Hadit; and blessing &
worship to the prophet of the lovely Star!
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