> On 7 Jun, 01:21, 104 none.com> wrote:
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>> mary cain wrote:

>>> I'm not at all familiar with the membership or politics of the OTO so I
>>> can't answer that.  I am curious as to what you mean about Thelemic
>>> apologetics, if you care to elaborate?

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>> To describe plagiarism as you did there, would certainly be a form of
>> apologetics if it was put forth by a Thelemite/Crowleyite.

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>> Something of note in Crowley's version is that it is dualistic (or
>> pantheistic?), having two gods, whereas the Greek version doesn't.
>> Whether that indicates a lack of understanding by Crowley of the
>> original Greek text, or something done purposefully by him, remains to
>> be seen.

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>>> How do you equate Mars to Geburah?  Not picking just wondering if you know
>>> something I have yet to encounter.

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>> The Square of Mars has five rows. Or maybe I said it just because Dion
>> Fortune says so in "Mystical Qabalah" :p

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>>>> 18. Mercy let be off; damn them who pity! Kill and torture; spare not; be
>>>> upon them!

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>>>> Mercy refers to the Pillar of Mercy and when Geburah says "Mercy be let
>>>> off" this is a very big hint that this is unbalanced Geburah.

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>>> Or, could it be a clue to the possibility that Christianity manipulated the
>>> stalks?  A mother's son...Binah, projecting the word of the
>>> father...Chokmah, that was received in the form of the Holy Dove (feminine)
>>> and so one who is supposed to represent the law and the conditions under
>>> which it is uttered speaks with the authority of the father and the mercy of
>>> the mother?  Just a thought.  At this point, we would not have made it to
>>> Geburah yet.

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>> I think the text makes it positively obvious it is Geburah. It appears
>> to me to be the main reason it says "I am a god of war", in order to
>> alert the careful reader of which Sephiroth it is hinting at. How about
>> this:

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>>http://www.thumbprint.net/Qlippoth.htm

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>> "Inverted Geburah
>>   Demon: Moloch.
>>   Vice: Tyranny.

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>>   Samael Aun Weor stated:

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>>       "Moloch, a luminous Angel of yore, a horrid King besmeared with
>> the blood of human sacrifices, with the tears of parents and the
>> desperation of mothers. Though for the loud noise of drums and timbales,
>> unheard went the cries of their children, who passed through fire to be
>> pitilessly immolated to this execrable monster, once a beautiful God
>> from other times…

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>>       "The Ammonites worshipped him in Rabba and its watery Plain, in
>> Argob and in Basan, to the stream of utmost Arnon…

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>>       "The legend of the centuries state that Solomon, son of David,
>> King of Zion, built a temple to Moloch right on that opprobrious hill.

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>>       "The seven Lords of time state that subsequently, this wise old
>> King dedicated a sacred grove in the pleasant Valley of Hinnom to such a
>> fallen Angel…

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>>       "Such a fecund perfumed land, for such a fatal motive, then
>> changed its name for Tophet and black Gehennan, a true type of hell…"
>>       (Quoted from Parsifal Unveiled)

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>>   Geburah is Hebrew for Justice, Strength, Courage.

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>>   Its opposite is Inflexible Rigor, Tyranny.

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>>   We are in the realm of Moloch when we do not know how to use our own
>> power.

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>>   Moloch is represented in the form of a brazen bull. People in ancient
>> times *sacrificed children* to Moloch."

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>> Chapter 3 of 'Liber Al' reads as though someone is pretending it is a
>> speech by Moloch.

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>>   "12. Sacrifice cattle, little and big: *after a child*."

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>> Is just one example. It's just too obvious for Crowley not to have seen
>> it, which is why I take the stance I do at present and think he made it
>> all up rather than it being a genuine contact with some kind of
>> praeter-human being.

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> And I have now realized I was probably over-estimating Crowley and
> this early work of his. I am for the first time reading his
> Confessions and good god what an idiot. He is a bloody Walter Mitty!
> All those yarns about him being the bestest ever at everything (he
> even ALMOST invented aeroplanes, you know? the dear thing. That's how
> clever and super-duper-special he was, neener neener neener!) just
> indicates he probably had some kind of inferiority complex or
> something similar and was overcompensating in other ways. Mainly with
> his quite obvious self-delusions and lies about his many
> accomplishments and titles and the need to try and impress people so
> that he would feel adored. He didn't get much love from his mother as
> a child then?
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> Anyway, I've now changed my mind and Crowley didn't write Liber Al as
> a joke.
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> He wrote it to create his very own religion so he could be his very
> own prophet and have his very own admirers and worshipers so he could
> feel vewy vewy special and loved. Once in charge then no-one could
> ever send him to bed with no supper ever again! *sulk* The fact he
> expresses qlippothic Geburah in chapter three of Liber Al is not some
> occult in-joke but an actual reflection of the state of his own
> psyche! Any true Initiate knowledgeable in Kabbalah would have spotted
> this in his Magical Diary and proposed to work on it. Now I've seen
> the Light, I have seen a new vision of Crowley writing this Chapter.
> It is infantile, petulant and spiteful in nature. Like some little kid
> whose mummy has sent him to his room with no supper, he goes to his
> toys and makes up a pretend story to punish mummy and her friends and
> those just like them. The Big Bad Strong toy Army Soldier is now his
> New Super Dooper avenger-God that will destroy and punish those who
> have had the temerity to question his actions. Including mummy and
> daddy. So there! neener neener neener!
>
> I think it's time for a re-post of Liber Laird of the Donkeys ,
> because Crowley was definitely an Ass :
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> Laird of the Donkeys
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> 1. The Carrott
>
> i. Belive in Me Oh thow who art the wisest amungst the hole of my
> creatshion! Oh My chosen ones! Thou art the 3l33t and greatley blessed
> are ye and very very special !
> ii. Store up your tressures in Heaven oh rightuous belivers! The Laird
> shall shower his loving gerosity on thee for all eternaty if ye belive
> and do good stuff!
> iii. The Laird shall not forgot His faithfull on the Day of Judgemint!
> You shall eat rivers of hunney and tress blossuming full of manna
> under
> a bright blue sunney ski where it's not too hat and not too cold!
> iv. Oh Great and Faithful Chosen ones! Give praises twenty times a day
> to the Laird your Gawd. Be as Babes in the sacred assana and chant the
> sacred mantra EEAAWE! (*1) For ye will reep your bountyful reawed
> stored
> in Heavun on The Day of Judgmint! I am the Laird your Gawd, Murrciful
> and Protecting!
> v. For the faithful belivers I have created the whole Earth and 79
> heavuns to choose from! Whole boxes of cakes and crates of fine whine
> are in store for Belivers! Ye shall have cakes and fine whine aplenty!
> And sex, lots of sex too! Can't say fairer than that eh!!??! How many
> other Gawds do you know offer that then!!?! OK, ok, I'll supply the
> entertainment as well! Geez! You guys drive a hard bargin!
>
> 2. The Stick
>
> i. Dark and Dire is The Punishment for Disbelivers!!! Be Warned for I
> AM
> THE LAIRD YOUR CRATER and thou canst not escape my WRATHFULL
> JUDGEMINTS
> upon thee!
> ii. Disbelivers are all Doomed to Eternal Punishment in the
> 8,679,837,694,732 Hells of Fire and Brimestone!! Nothing can save
> those
> who question Me  from Destructshon! Cursed by the Laird their Gawd are
> they!
> iii. The Laird thy Gawd knows your every thought, you can no escape my
> Fury, I am THE ALMYTEE! Fear the Laird thy GAWD! Pain and bloodshed is
> the lot of disbelivers!! If you even have one itsy bitsy tiny smidgin'
> of a bad thought about Me or My Profits then to HELL with you with the
> rest of the unbelivers! You must belive in me and do as I say to be
> saved OR YOU@LL REGRET IT!
> iv. If there be one disbeliver amonsgt a family of belivers there
> shall
> be Dire Punishments for the lot of 'em!! Kill the disbelivers!! I am
> the
> Laird you must Obey Me!!
> v. There is no Dom Perrignon or Bollinger in any of the Hells! No
> vodka,
> whiskey, gin or bourbon either oh thou cursede unbelivers! No meat nor
> KFC or McDonalds for you lot! Oh, and no sex neither! None, zilch,
> zero,
> nada! So Repent and Belive or... or, or I'll get Angry! And you
> wouldn't
> like Me when I'm Angry! And I'll sulk as well, so there! And don't
> make
> me cry for my dummy either or....   yoooou'll beeee soOOoorrryyy!
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> *1. The sacred Assana and chant is performed by crawling along the
> floor
> on hands and knees while chanting EEAWE (pronounce EE as in KEY during
> a
> sudden inbreath and AAWE as in DOOR on the outbreath).
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