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Beautiful art thou, O Babylon, and desirable, for thou
hast given thyself to everything that liveth, and thy weakness hath subdued their
strength}. For in that union thou didst _understand_. Therefore art thou called
Understanding, O Babylon, Lady of the Night! This is that which is written, "O my
God, in one last rapture let me attain to the union with the many." For she is Love,
and her love is one, and she hath divided the one love into infinite loves, and
each love is one, and equal to The One, and therefore is she passed "from the assembly
and the law and the enlightenment unto the anarchy of solitude and darkness. For
ever thus must she veil the brilliance of Her Self. O Babylon, Babylon, thou mighty
Mother, that ridest upon the crown'd beast, let me be drunken upon the wine of thy
fornications; let thy kisses wanton me unto death, that even I, thy cup-bearer,
may _understand_.
--Aleister Crowley, Liber 418 - the Vision and the Voice, LOE (7th Aethyr) |
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