Izabael's New Year's Resolution

 

43. Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visit her heart; if she leave my work to toy with old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl through dusk wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered.

 

I, Izabael DaJinn, swear to transcend to higher levels of passion and dedication as a voice of Thelema, as a Babalon, and as a genie-girl-woman-demon-wife-angel-lover, sent to Earth to spread the word of infinite joy...in this often shallow, callous little World that knows not yet what it is capable of.

 

44. But let her raise herself in pride! Let her follow me in my way! Let her work the work of wickedness! Let her kill her heart! Let her be loud and adulterous! Let her be covered with jewels, and rich garments, and let her be shameless before all men!

 

I swear to place nothing higher than my Love, my Will, and my Magick.  I devote myself to the betterment of mankind--and not to the false tower of ego.

 

45. Then will I lift her to pinnacles of power: then will I breed from her a child mightier than all the kings of the earth. I will fill her with joy: with my force shall she see & strike at the worship of Nu: she shall achieve Hadit. -- Liber AL

 

I submit to Babalon.  I submit to Nuit.

 

If I fall short in these things, may Ra-Hoor blast my false tower and crumble it to dust.  Then can my Will once again go aright.

 

Sote mote it be,

Izabael DaJinn

 

 

 

WARATAH BLOSSOMS

Seven are the veils of the dancing girl
in the harem of It.
Seven are the names
and seven are the lamps beside Her bed.
Seven eunuchs guard Her with drawn sword;
No man may come nigh unto Her.
In Her wine-cup are seven streams of blood
of the Seven Spirits of God.
Seven are the heads of The Beast whereon She rideth.
The head of an Angel: the head of a Saint:
the head of a Poet: the head of an Adulterous woman: the head of a Man of Valour: the head of a Satyr:
and the head of a Lion-Serpent.
Seven letters hath Her holiest name; and it is:

This is the Seal upon the Ring that is on the Forefinger of IT: and it is the Seal upon the Tombs of them whom She hath slain.

Here is Wisdom. Let Him that hath Understanding count the Number of Our Lady; for it is the Number of a Woman; and Her Number is
An Hundred and Fifty and Six.

(from The Book of Lies, by The Master Therion)

Comments

[nytek]

Wow I just got something and it came with shivers down my spine.

"I will fill her with joy: with my force shall she see & strike at the worship of Nu: she shall achieve Hadit."

That makes sense to me all of a sudden despite having read it before. To me ... It's just like how we can worship a large vague external God (Nu). But this is external worship from a smaller human point of view. This will not bring enlightenment but will help to breed master-slave mentality.

To achieve Hadit, one must become the point of view of the macrocosm and see the internal universe within.

It's really hard to turn this conceptual understanding throroughly into words. Every time I write a sentence I realize it can be misconstrued due to modern word associations. But it's really cool to ponder.