Concerning Death by Aleister Crowley in International, Dec 1917.

“An Epistle of Baphomet to the Illustrious Damozel Ana Wright, Companion of the Holy Graal, Shining Like the Moon.

CONCERNING DEATH

That She and Her Sisters May Bring Comfort to All Them That Are Nigh Death, and Unto Such as Love Them.” [via]

Consider also:

  1. “The clouds are parted: yes! And there above I bathe in ether and self-shining light; My soul is filled with eternal love; I am the brother of the Day and Night.”
  2. “Consequently it is reasonable to believe that the movers of the heaven of the Moon belong to the order of Angels, and those of Mercury to that of the Archangels, and those of Venus to that of the Thrones; all of whom, receiving their nature from the love of the Holy Spirit, perform their operation, which is innate in them, namely, the movement of that heaven, filled with love, from which the form of the said heaven derives a potent ardor by which the souls here below are kindled to love, according to their disposition.”
  3. “But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all things, Vast in our sin, whose unredeeming wings Rise o’er the world, and flap for lust of death, Eager as anyone that travaileth”
  4. “‘Resolve all question by a moonward tread. Follow the moon!’ Even so the king had said. My thought had thanked him for the generous breath Wherewith he warned us: for delay were death. And now, too late! no moon is overhead– Some other meaning in the words he saith? Or, am I tricked in such a little snare?”
  5. “For a moment cease the winds of God upon the reverent head; I lose the life of the mountain, and my soul is with the dead; Yet am I not unaware of the splendour of the height, Yet am I lapped in the glory of the Sun of Life and Light:– Even so my heart looks out from the harbour of God’s breast, Out from the shining stars where it entered into rest– Once more it seeks in memory for reverence, not regret, And it loves you still, my sisters! as God shall not forget.”