Aleister Crowley and Jude 1:12-13

“These are spots in your feasts of charity, when they feast with you, feeding themselves without fear: clouds they are without water, carried about of winds; trees whose fruit withereth, without fruit, twice dead, plucked up by the roots; Raging waves of the sea, foaming out their own shame; wandering stars, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkness for ever.”-Jude 1:12-13

Aleister Crowley evidentially empathized with these words naming one of his poetic compilations “Clouds without Water.” In some ways we too are “clouds without water.” Here are some lines from his poem “The Hermit” that attest to this fact.

“Lonely, o life, art thou when circumstance Occult or open keeps us twain apart ! Lamenting through the dreary day there dance Anaemic thoughts ; the bruised and bloodless heart Beats as if tired of life, as I am tired Who all these days have never seen your face, Nor touched the body that my soul desired, Nor have inhaled the perfume of the place That you make sweet-black dogs of doubt and fear Howl at my heels while care plies whip and spur, Driving me down to the dull damned dead sphere Where is no sight or sound or scent of Her Our Lady Dian, but where hag and witch Hecat bestrides her broom-the bestial bitch!”

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