thelemic poetry
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The bird of wisdom came to me once more, drunk on the flesh of the saints, and cawed on the shoulder of Babalon. With all of the gentleness she could muster she said, “be thou beyond wisdom.” I sat at the altar, alone and full of sorrow, pleading for her grace to take me onward. Then,… Read more
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A terrible light came upon the water and every reflection caught its fire. And a shame rose from the deep. As a great laughter bellowed, “Imago Dei, Imago Dei.” For the voice could see my vanity and the pride I tried to hide. Laughing, it spoke again, “Look and you shall see.” And my eyes… Read more
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Be I, but a womanCalled Death incarnate! See me, balanced in motion, Collecting souls at my Will. God Killer if I choose. God Killer if I choose. Winters wilting flowers Know my name well. They call out to me At the root and I sing Them to sleep, to sleep. Be I not a God… Read more
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See me, high on kingship, Crowned by the sun, sword high, Magick running through the rivers Of my arms, sigils bursting from the Rims, strung out and spellbound on gin. And you, in surrender, your adams Apple shining on soft smooth skin, As the silver of your chain reachesThe canyon’s collarbone end. Here, I claim myself, The Beast.Full of electric fire,… Read more
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Awaken Fool from the fallen cliff, From the curse of life and death, For there is something deep within, That catches your mighty breath. Go forward as the Hermit does, Not fearing the shadow realm, Sneering at all there is and was, Growing strong with Light at the helm! The body is but your secret house,The mind, a web of netted… Read more
C.L.LLOYD 