It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.
(via moralanarchism)
It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.
(via moralanarchism)
R. Ishmael said: Metatron, the Angel, the Prince of the Presence, said to me :
(1) When the ministering angels say “Holy” before the Holy One, blessed be He, in the proper way, then the servants of His Throne, the attendants of His Glory, go forth with great mirth from under the Throne of Glory.
(2) And they all carry in their hands, each one of them thousand thousand and ten thousand times ten thousand crowns of stars, similar in appearance to the planet Venus, and put them on the ministering angels and the great princes who utter the “Holy”. Three crowns they put on each one of them: one crown because they say “Holy”, another crown, because they say “Holy, Holy”, and a third crown because they say “Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord of Hosts” .
(3) And in the moment that they do not utter the “Holy” in the right order, a consuming fire goes forth from the little finger of the Holy One, blessed be He, and falls down in the midst of their ranks and is divided into 496 thousand parts corresponding to the four camps of the ministering angels, and consumes them in one moment, as it is written (Ps. xcvii. 3): “A fire goeth before him and burneth up his adversaries round about”.
(4) After that the Holy One, blessed be He, opens His mouth and speaks one word and creates others in their stead, new ones like them. And each one stands before His Throne of Glory, uttering the “Holy”, as it is written (Lam. iii. 23): “They are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness”.
Third book of Enoch, Chapter 40
In which God is a pleasant fellow to His angels
And if I should pick out the good in you –
each shard of broken light, like glass
from the wreck of such beauty, and look at that –or one golden afternoon when you hovered above me
in rapture, oh half god –how would I bear to lift my hands,
how would I bear to close my eyes
and let you fall, and love be damned?
(via lifeinpoetry)
to be a star, you must burn.
If you fight the dark within, you tear yourself asunder, split yourself in two. Don’t begin a holy war within… Love the dark in yourself! Honour it. Hold it gently. Flood it with the light of love. Illuminate those wounded parts, those sore and tender regions of your ancient heart. The darkness within you only longs for the light, and the light within you longs to touch the darkness.
I’ve never met a strong person with an easy past.
Lucifer did not fall from Heaven. He leaped. He swore an oath to Himself and the Old Gods that He would act as the Great Liberator. And so He has. He has freed us from the oppressive grip of the Tyrant. He taught us the ways of Magick and the secrets of the Cosmos. He is the True God, the Teller of Truth. The Morning Star. The Light Bearer. The Witch Father. And I love Him dearly. And so together we are bound. Master and Witch, together in the Divine and Magickal, Carnal and Natural.
If an individual is born with the obligation to obey,
who is born with the right to command?
(via moralanarchism)
Free election of masters does not abolish the masters or the slaves.
During the period of the Romantic revolt in all European countries, [Lucifer] was considered as a Prometheus of Christian mythology. He was hailed as the vindicator of reason, of freedom of thought, and of unfettered humanity.