Share via Share via... Twitter Facebook Pinterest WhatsAppRecent ChangesSend via e-MailPrintPermalink × Hermetic.com » Crowley » Equinox » Vol III No i //search////add////forum////info// Bookmark this page on these social networks The javascript bookmark tool appears to not be working or you have javascript disabled Like this page on Facebook Like THL on Facebook +1 this page on Google +1 THL on Google The javascript metadata tool appears to not be working or you have javascript disabled Join the Hermetic Library discussions at the Hrmtc Underground BBS nojs.php Ads by Project Wonderful! Your ad could be here, right now. NEKAM, ADONAI! The Preceptor’s address to his Templars To Sir James Thomas Windram Love, the saviour of the world Must be scourged with many rods, From its place in heaven hurled, Outcast before all the gods. Love, that cleanses all, must be Washed in its own blood and tears, Heir of all eternity Made the martyr of the years. Love, that fills the void with bliss, Staunches the eternal flood, Heals the hurt of the abyss, Blanches, beggared of its blood. Love, that wears the laurel crown, Turns to gain the lees of loss, That from shame retrieves renown, Is the carrion of the cross. Through the heart a dagger-thrust, On the mouth a traitor kiss, {271} On the brows the brand of lust, In the eyes the blaze of bliss! Life, the pimp of malice, drags Love with rape of fingers rude, Flings to dust-heap death the rags Of its bleeding maidenhood. Therefore, we, the slaves of love, Stand with trembling lips and eyes; There is that shall reach above The soul’s sullied sanctuaries. Blasphemy beneath our touch Turns to prayer’s most awed intent; The profaner’s vilest smutch Is our central sacrament. Triumph, Templars, that are sworn To that vengeance sinister, Vigilant from murk to morn By our rifled sepulchre. Death to superstition, swear! Death to tyranny, respond! By the martyred Master, dare Death, and what may lie beyond! Heel on crucifix, deny! Mouth to dagger-blade, affirm! Point to throat, we stab the spy; Hand on knee, we crush the worm. {272} Every knight unbare the brand! Fling aloft the gonfalon! By the oath and ordeal, stand! By the bitter cup, set on! Is Beauséant forward flung? Is Vexillum Belli set? Onward, Templars, old and young, In the name of Baphomet! {273} Previous | Index | Next Home | Features | Fellows | Figures | Forms | Reflections Hermetic.com | About | Contact | Participate | Become a Patron Hermetic Hosting | Hermeneuticon | Hrmtc Underground Hosted by Hermetic.com — fileinfo: path: '../hermetic.com/crowley/equinox/iii/i/eq0301271.html' created: 2016-03-15 modified: 2016-03-15 … Thelema If you have found this material useful or enlightening, you may also be interested in Thelema Liber Legis, The Book of the Law Ordo Templi Orientis A∴A∴ Trademark Ordo Templi Orientis, O.T.O., and the O.T.O. Lamen design are registered trademarks of Ordo Templi Orientis. Copyright All copyrights on Aleister Crowley material are held by Ordo Templi Orientis. This site is not an official O.T.O. website, and is neither sponsored by nor controlled by Ordo Templi Orientis. The text of this Aleister Crowley material is made available here only for personal and non-commercial use. This material is provided here in a convenient searchable form as a study resource for those seekers looking for it in their research. For any commercial use, please contact Ordo Templi Orientis. Last modified: 2016/03/16 01:42(external edit)