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ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚΘ The Southern Cross in Liber CCCXXXIII, The Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley.

“The author begins to identify the Beloved with the N.O.X. previously spoken of.” [via]

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Consider also:

  1. “Note the introduction of the name of the Beloved in acrostic in line 15.”
  2. “N.O.X. the night of Pan; and Laylah, the night before His threshold!”
  3. “Dark night, sweet night, so warm and yet so fresh, so scented yet so holy, cover me, cover me!”
  4. “Love, I love you! Night, night, cover us! Thou art night, O my love; and there are no stars but thine eyes.”
  5. “Let me be no more! Let me be Thine; let me be Thou; let me be neither Thou nor I; let there be love in night and night in love.”
September 3, 2011

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