Tag Archives: I am

Come with flute and come with pipe!
Am I not ripe?
I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp —
Come, O come!
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.

Aleister Crowley, Hymn to Pan (in Book 4; see also Hino a Pã)

My muscles flexed and movement was a joy, a dance. The wind was whispering against my face. I am wolf.

J Damask, Wolf at the Door

Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.

“I fly up to heaven and I alight upon earth and mine eye turneth back towards the traces of my footsteps. I am the offspring of yesterday. The caverns of the earth have given me birth, and I am revealed at my appointed time.” [via]