Chapter two

II;1. Nu! the hiding of Hadit.

II;2. Come! all ye, and learn the secret that hath not yet been revealed.

I, Hadit, am the complement of Nu, my bride. I am not extended, and Khabs

is the name of my House.

II;3. In the sphere I am everywhere the centre, as she, the circumference,

is nowhere found.

II;4. Yet she shall be known & I never.

II;5. Behold! the rituals of the old time are black. Let the evil ones be

cast away; let the good ones be purged by the prophet! Then shall this

Knowledge go aright.

II;6. I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and in the core of

every star. I am Life, and the giver of Life, yet therefore is the

knowledge of me the knowledge of death.

II;7. I am the Magician and the Exorcist. I am the axle of the wheel, and

the cube in the circle. ``Come unto me'' is a foolish word: for it is I

that go.

II;8. Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath have worshipped me; ill, for I am the


II;9. Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are

but as shadows; they pass & are done; but there is that which remains.

II;10. O prophet! thou hast ill will to learn this writing.

II;11. I see thee hate the hand & the pen; but I am stronger.

II;12. Because of me in Thee which thou knewest not.

II;13. for why? Because thou wast the knower, and me.

II;14. Now let there be a veiling of this shrine: now let the light devour

men and eat them up with blindness!

II;15. For I am perfect, being Not; and my number is nine by the fools; but

with the just I am eight, and one in eight: Which is vital, for I am none

indeed. The Empress and the King are not of me; for there is a further


II;16. I am The Empress & the Hierophant. Thus eleven, as my bride is


II;17. Hear me, ye people of sighing!

The sorrows of pain and regret

Are left to the dead and the dying,

The folk that not know me as yet.

II;18. These are dead, these fellows; they feel not. We are not for the

poor and sad: the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk.

II;19. Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall

rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us.

II;20. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force

and fire, are of us.

II;21. We have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let them die in

their misery. For they feel not. Compassion is the vice of kings: stamp

down the wretched & the weak: this is the law of the strong: this is our

law and the joy of the world. Think not,o king, upon that lie: That

Thou Must Die: verily thou shalt not die, but live. Now let it be


If the body of the King dissolve, he shall remain in pure ecstasy

for ever.

Nuit! Hadit! Ra-Hoor-Khuit! The Sun, Strength & Sight, Light; these are

for the servants of the Star & the Snake.

II;22. I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge & Delight and bright glory,

and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To worship me take wine and

strange drugs whereof I will tell my prophet, & be drunk thereof! They

shall not harm ye at all. It is a lie,

this folly against self. The exposure of innocence is a lie. Be strong,

o man! lust, enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear not that any

God shall deny thee for this.

II;23. I am alone: there is no God where I am.

II;24. Behold! these be grave mysteries; for there are also of my friends

who be hermits. Now think not to find them in the forest or on the

mountain; but in beds of purple, caressed by magnificent beasts of women

with large limbs, and fire and light in their

eyes, and masses of flaming hair about them; there shall ye find them.

Ye shall see them at rule, at victorious armies, at all the joy; and

there shall be in them a joy a million times greater than this. Beware

lest any force another, King against King!

Love one another with burning hearts; on the low men trample in the

fierce lust of your pride, in the day of your wrath.

II;25. Ye are against the people, O my chosen!

II;26. I am the secret Serpent coiled about to spring: in my coiling there

is joy. If I lift up my head, I and my Nuit are one. If I droop down mine

head, and shoot forth venom, then is rapture of the earth, and I and the

earth are one.

II;27. There is great danger in me; for who doth not understand these

runes shall make a great miss. He shall fall down into the pit called

Because, and there he shall perish with the dogs of Reason.

II;28. Now a curse upon Because and his kin!

II;29. May Because be accursed for ever!

II;30. If Will stops and cries Why, invoking Because, then Will stops

& does nought.

II;31. If Power asks why, then is Power weakness.

II;32. Also reason is a lie; for there is a factor infinite & unknown;

& all their words are skew-wise.

II;33. Enough of Because! Be he damned for a dog!

II;34. But ye, o my people, rise up & awake!

II;35. Let the rituals be rightly performed with joy & beauty!

II;36. There are rituals of the elements and feasts of the times.

II;37. A feast for the first night of the Prophet and his Bride!

II;38. A feast for the three days of the writing of the Book of the Law.

II;39. A feast for Tahuti and the child of the Prophet -- secret, O Prophet!

II;40. A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods.

II;41. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater

feast for death!

II;42. A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture!

II;43. A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight!

II;44. Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no dread hereafter. There is the

dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu.

II;45. There is death for the dogs.

II;46. Dost thou fail? Art thou sorry? Is fear in thine heart?

II;47. Where I am these are not.

II;48. Pity not the fallen! I never knew them. I am not for them. I

console not: I hate the consoled & the consoler.

II;49. I am unique & conqueror. I am not of the slaves that perish.

Be they damned & dead! Amen. (This is of the 4: there is a fifth who

is invisible, & therein am I as a babe in an egg.)

II;50. Blue am I and gold in the light of my bride: but the red gleam is

in my eyes; & my spangles are purple & green.

II;51. Purple beyond purple: it is the light higher than eyesight.

II;52. There is a veil: that veil is black. It is the veil of the modest

woman; it is the veil of sorrow, & the pall of death: this is none of me.

Tear down that lying spectre of the centuries: veil not your vices in

virtuous words: these vices are my service; ye do well, & I will reward

you here and hereafter.

II;53. Fear not, o prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be

sorry. Thou art emphatically my chosen; and blessed are the eyes that

thoushalt look upon with gladness. But I will hide thee in a

mask of sorrow:

they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen: but I lift thee up.

II;54. Nor shall they who cry aloud their folly that thou meanest nought

avail; thou shall reveal it: thou availest: they are the slaves of


They are not of me. The stops as thou wilt; the letters? change them

not in style or value

II;55. Thou shalt obtain the order & value of the English Alphabet; thou

shalt find new symbols to attribute them unto.

II;56. Begone! ye mockers; even though ye laugh in my honour ye shall

laugh not long: then when ye are sad know that I have forsaken you.

II;57. He that is righteous shall be righteous still; he that is filthy

shall be filthy still.

II;58. Yea! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, & not other.

Therefore the kings of the earth shall be Kings for ever: the slaves

shall serve. There is none that shall be cast down or lifted up: all

is ever as it was. Yet there are masked ones my servants: it may be

that yonder beggar is a King. A King may choose his

garment as he will: there is no certain test: but a beggar cannot hide

his poverty.

II;59. Beware therefore! Love all, lest perchance is a King concealed!

Say you so? Fool! If he be a King, thou canst not hurt him.

II;60. Therefore strike hard & low, and to hell with them, master!

II;61. There is a light before thine eyes, o prophet, a light undesired,

most desirable.

II;62. I am uplifted in thine heart; and the kisses of the stars rain hard

upon thy body.

II;63. Thou art exhaust in the voluptuous fullness of the inspiration; the

expiration is sweeter than death, more rapid and laughterful than a

caress of Hell's own worm.

II;64. Oh! thou art overcome: we are upon thee; our delight is all over

thee: hail! hail: prophet of Nu! prophet of Had! prophet of Ra-Hoor-Khu!

Now rejoice! now come in our splendour & rapture! Come in our passionate

peace, & write sweet words for the Kings

II;65. I am the Master: thou art the Holy Chosen One.

II;66. Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working!

Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely:

whososeeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the

promise of our age long love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice!

We are one; we are none.

II;67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the

excellent kisses!

II;68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep

-- die!

II;69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted?

II;70. There is help & hope in other spells. Wisdom says: be strong!

Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If

thou drink, drink by the eight and ninety rules of art: if thou love,

exceed by delicacy; and if thou do aught joyous,

let there be subtlety therein!

II;71. But exceed! exceed!

II;72. Strive ever to more! and if thou art truly mine -- and doubt it

not, an if thou art ever joyous! -- death is the crown of all.

II;73. Ah! Ah! Death! Death! thou shalt long for death. Death is

forbidden, o man, unto thee.

II;74. The length of thy longing shall be the strength of its glory. He

that lives long & desires death much is ever the King among the Kings.

II;75. Aye! listen to the numbers & the words:

II;76. 4 6 3 8 A B K 2 4 A L G M O R 3 Y X 24 89 R P S T O V A L. What

meaneth this, o prophet? Thou knowest not; nor shalt thou know ever.

There cometh one to follow thee: he shall expound it. But remember, o

chose none, to be me; to follow the love of Nu in the star-lit heaven;

to look forth upon men, to tell them this glad word.

II;77. O be thou proud and mighty among men!

II;78. Lift up thyself! for there is none like unto thee among men or among

Gods! Lift up thyself, o my prophet, thy stature shall surpass the stars.

They shall worship thy name, foursquare, mystic, wonderful, the number of

the man; and the name of thy house 418.

II;79. The end of the hiding of Hadit; and blessing & worship to the

prophet of the lovely Star!

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