mrstomwaits:

These are dead, these fellows; they feel not. We are not for the poor and sad : the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk.

— Ch II, 18 in Liber Al vel Legis, the Book of the Law by Aleister Crowley

See also the New Comment by Aleister Crowley, here quoted in part:

"This idea is confirmed. Those who sorrow are not real people at all, not ‘stars’ – for the time being. The fact of their being ‘poor and sad’ proves them to be ‘shadows,’ who ‘pass and are done.’ The ‘lords of the earth’ are those who are doing their Will. It does not necessarily mean people with coronets and automobiles; there are plenty of such people who are the most sorrowful slaves in the world. The sole test of one’s lordship is to know what one’s true Will is, and to do it." — New Comment

mrstomwaits:

These are dead, these fellows; they feel not. We are not for the poor and sad : the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk.

Ch II, 18 in Liber Al vel Legis, the Book of the Law by Aleister Crowley

See also the New Comment by Aleister Crowley, here quoted in part:

"This idea is confirmed. Those who sorrow are not real people at all, not ‘stars’ – for the time being. The fact of their being ‘poor and sad’ proves them to be ‘shadows,’ who ‘pass and are done.’ The ‘lords of the earth’ are those who are doing their Will. It does not necessarily mean people with coronets and automobiles; there are plenty of such people who are the most sorrowful slaves in the world. The sole test of one’s lordship is to know what one’s true Will is, and to do it." — New Comment

I admit that my visions can never mean to other men as much as they do to me. I do not regret this. All I ask is that my results should convince seekers after truth that there is beyond doubt something worth while seeking, attainable by methods more or less like mine. I do not want to father a flock, to be the fetish of fools and fanatics, or the founder of a faith whose followers are content to echo my opinions. I want each man to cut his own way through the jungle.
The Universe is Change: every Change is the effect of an Act of Love; all Acts of Love contain Pure Joy. Die daily! Death is the apex of one curve of the snake Life: behold all opposites as necessary complements, and rejoice!
Aleister Crowley's Instruction XIII in The Heart of the Master (via theunholyblasphemy)
foryourvulgardelectation:

The Sun, 1920. Oil painting by Aleister Crowley.

"The Sun", a study for the Tarot card, self-portrait by Aleister Crowley, which appeared in The Nightmare Paintings exhibit [see, also]

foryourvulgardelectation:

The Sun, 1920. Oil painting by Aleister Crowley.

"The Sun", a study for the Tarot card, self-portrait by Aleister Crowley, which appeared in The Nightmare Paintings exhibit [see, also]

deathdefyingacts:

aleister crowley

deathdefyingacts:

aleister crowley

What is true for every School is equally true for every individual. Success in life, on the basis of the Law of Thelema, implies severe self-discipline.
Sex is the sacred song of the soul; Sex is the sanctuary of Self
Aleister Crowley, “On Sexual Freedom” (via liber-oz)
If one were to take the bible seriously one would go mad. But to take the bible seriously, one must be already mad.

paraphrase of Aleister Crowley (via yabishdreya)

The actual quote is Aleister Crowley quoting himself in a footnote to Part II of Magick, aka Liber ABA, or Book 4, and appears on p 116 of the “big blue brick" edition, and is as follows:

"One would go mad if one took the Bible seriously; but to take it seriously one must be already mad."

The joy of life consists in the exercise of one’s energies, continual growth, constant change, the enjoyment of every new experience. To stop means simply to die. The eternal mistake of mankind is to set up an attainable ideal.
For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.
Aleister Crowley, a line from his poem “La Gitana” which appears in “The Stone of the Philosophers” from Konx Om Pax, and also Chapter 61 of Confessions. There is a wax cylinder audio recording of Crowley reading this in his own voice, which may be of interest. (via speak-of-nothing)
Bury me in a nameless grave!
I came from God the world to save,
I brought them wisdom from above:
Worship, and liberty, and love.
They slew me for I did disparage
Therefore Religion, Law, and Marriage.
So be my grave without a name
That earth may swallow up my shame!
Aleister Crowley's poem titled “The Poet” within “The Stone of the Philosophers” from Konx Om Pax which also appears, in an alternate edit, spoken by the character Mercury in The Rite of Mercury from The Rites of Eleusis (via gravemind)
accidental-warlock:

Aleister Crowley

"With pipe, poshtin, and purity."

accidental-warlock:

Aleister Crowley

"With pipe, poshtin, and purity."

I slept with Faith, and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with Doubt, and found her a virgin in the morning.
O! the heart of N.O.X. the Night of Pan.
PAN: 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.