α Apologia from the Book of Wisdom or Folly in The Libri of Aleister Crowley

“because thou art the Child of my Bowels, I yearn greatly towards thee, o my Son” [via]

Consider also:

  1. “Give Ear, give Ear attentively; the Will is not lost; though it be buried beneath a life-old Midden of Repressions, for it persisteth vital within thee (is it not the true Motion of thine inmost Being?) and for all thy conscious Striving cometh forth by Night and by Stealth in Dream and Phantasy.”
  2. “Therefore, o my Son, be thou wary, not bowing before the false Idols and ideals, yet not flaming forth in Fury against them, unless that be thy Will.”
  3. “the Work is to reduce all other conceptions to these of Number, because thus thou wilt lay bare the very Structure of thy Mind, whose rule is Necessity rather than Prejudice.”
  4. “do thou give ear unto my Wisdom, for that therein lieth a simple and direct Way for every Man that he may attain to the End”
  5. “I have begotten thee, o my Son, and that strangely”