Masters of Darkness: Aleister Crowley - "The Wickedest Man in the World" aka: "The Great Beast '666'"

I'm not understanding. What are the governors? I need a rendering of this Enochian prophecy. If you are able to read the language, I was hoping you could help me finally solve this. I can't seem to make heads, or tails of it.

Gay Z worships his poop

Well, whatever it says, it must be pretty important for you to want to keep it such a secret. I'm just going to hang on that until I can find someone who will translate it for me. There may be something in there.

The Beast was a key maker. And told us where the locks are.

Well, I removed it because it's not terribly "safe." It's not a good idea to just write things in that language arbitrarily.

Maybe you missed the time I thought I would "test" the Enochian spirits by writing a conjuration that I thought wouldn't be physically possible to manifest. (I was dead wrong.)

I'm just trying to understand what the sentence says, first of all. If there is anything there of import, it would help to know.

That will be covered elsewhere.

Of course I was able to read it, even though I was plastered drunk last night.

There were slight misspellings, but something mentioning 'spirits of darkness with power exalted to destroy' (I'm paraphrasing here) isn't something that's going to make anyone's day any brighter...

A el g a lansh de quansb a ors tabaan i niis.

I find it remarkable that the Watchtower banners look nearly identical to the Hogwarts House banners.

:Watchtowers:

I plugged in the sentence on this translator site and it said, "The 1 in power to demise the dark governors is came."

What does that mean?

But, if that's what the Enochian sentence really means, that almost sounds like ...

Grady McMurtry once asked Aleister Crowley when it was safe to contact the Enochian spirits. His answer was amusing: You don't need to call upon the Enochian spirits. When you're ready, they come for you...

He was right.

So...does that mean the prophecy is true, then?

That's a pretty accurate "translation." I had accidentally transposed a word when writing it out. (I also didn't know that a translator existed on the web...but I can't say that I really bothered to look.)

Over the past few years, my primary work has been with those Governors. Hell, they even wanted me to create a ~91 card Tarot with them specifically featured, but I was lazy. They are like the arbiters of the aethyrs in a way. Typically one (man) does not ever control them... Very powerful. Very terrifying.

In the Book of the Law, Crowley writes, "Expect him not from the East, nor from the West; for from no expected house cometh that child. Aum!"

What if he is talking about one of the Hogwarts Houses? And what if the governor's are trying to take over Hogwarts before the Child is able to vanquish them?

Strange happenings in our days. We must seek for the child. There is a great flux in the aethyrs I perceive.

And all this time I thought my business with the 10th was finished...

No one is ever done with 10.

All the time and you have opened yourself up to channelling evil.

Crowley is suffering bound in chains of darkness.


What manifested to you was something other to beguile you further.



Now you spread it's filth. Do it's bidding. Delusional.

Sometime ago I wondered if some of his mistakes were done on purpose so that 'his magical child' could follow through cleaning up those astral stains.

This is interesting. It appears that Dee foresaw these things in the 10th Enochian call.

The Call of the 10th Enochian Aethyr
Coraxo, chis cormp od blans lucal aziazior paeb, soba lilonon chis OP virq eophan od raclir maasi bagle caosgi, ds ialpon dosig od basgim, od oxex dazis siatris, od salbrox cynxir faboan. Unal chis const ds DAOX cocasg ol oanio yorb eors vohim gizyax, od matb cocasg plosi molvi, ds page ip, larag om droln matorb cocasb. Emna l patralx yolci matb, nomig monons olora gnay angelard. Ohio ohio ohio ohio ohio ohio noib ohio caosgon, bagle madrid i, zir od, chiso drilpa. * niiso crip ip nidali.

The Thunders of Iudgment and Wrath are numbred and are haborowed in the North in the likenes of an oke, whose branches are Nests 22 of Lamentation and Weaping layd vp for the earth, which burn night and day: and vomit out the heds of scorpions and live sulphur myngled with poyson. These be the Thunders that 5678 tymes in ye 24th part of a moment rore with a hundred mighty earthquakes and a thousand tymes as many surges. which rest not neyther know any between tyme here. One rock bringeth furth 1000, euen as the hart of man doth his thowghts. Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry, yea Harry be to the earth! For her iniquitie is, was and shalbe great! Go on your way: but not your noyses.

Funny, about 4 1/2 minutes in The Stones, Bowie, Zeppelin are mentioned.

Not the Beatles though, aren't they heavily connected to Crowley and his movement?

Haven't finished it yet, just an observation on the intro.

That's actually the 10th key or call. There are 18 of them, and the final one is changed slightly according to the desired aethyr.

It's not wise to change them as you did. You removed the word:



...and replaced it with a silly name. Well, at least you only changed the translated portion.

Anton LaVey of Church of Satan fame, modified them to use in his hedonistic nonsense religion.

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Harry means woe.

I wouldn't say "heavily", but the influences were there. Crowley's mug is top left on Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band cover.

Yes, there is footage of them discussing the book of the Law.

The second McCartney is a dead ringer for Crowley, so much that it was decided not to put a picture of the young Crowley on the cover.

In fact, Crowley is on the cover twice, also behind Diana Dors.

There are the human signals on "Help", and the replacement McCartney used Crowley themes heavily in subsequent albums.

There's plenty more, if you are interested check out rotten apple vids, and any comprehensive Paul is Dead documentaries.

he and his friends are dead aren't they?

Starting to see the connections.

I wish I could find the date that I had previously performed this, but it was at least six years ago. Probably in August. I wouldn't be surprised if today is the exact six-year mark. (This was originally going into my upcoming thread, but this will do for now.)


I'd partaken of 7 grams of particularly strong psilocybin mushrooms. After some time (they begin taking effect and) I consulted my deck in the usual manner while I still had some dexterity left. Of course it had to be this card:



It was obviously "game on." Not even creepy Crowley ever did this...

When Crowley worked this aethyr he had the luxury of a Magickal triangle for protection. Me? Nothing of the sort. Nor did I have a scribe. I did have an audio recorder though, so I started recording.

ZAZAS!
ZAZAS!
NASATANADA
ZAZAS!

Within an hour things took a hard turn for the worst. I'd essentially performed an invocation of Choronzon, himself. And I'd delivered myself to the unholy Abyss. I could sense the demon's presence. It was the most forboding feeling.

I had fashioned a special astral dagger that I'd received in a very strange and vivid dream years prior. (There was writing on the dagger, and I'd later learn it to be the Enochian language before I even knew what that was.) I used the dagger to keep Choronzon at bay.

I was trying to "see" it, but it wouldn't present a form other than some sort of nondescript Black Torment. I knew it was there. Listening. Watching. Waiting.

I tried to converse with the demon, even jokingly. I was surprised not to really "hear" anything... I must have lost focus on my dagger because I was completely consumed by a black fire. I had been consumed by the penultimate source of Universal Evil.

My physical sight was completely stripped from me. Almost instantaneously. I was completely and utterly blind. All I could "see" was this most terrible blackness. Blackness! Blackness intolerable! HELL.

I struggled, but I was stuck. I knew this to be the Abyss. *This* was certainly Hell eternal. I realized the abysmally dire nature of my plight, so I gave in and sank ever deeper. There was Nothing. And that was Hell.

Some indeterminate amount of time later, I was shown things. The most horrible things that I couldn't ever imagine... I forever vowed to myself never to speak or write of the vision. (At this point, the audio recorder apparently failed somehow and the rest of the recorded session was forever lost.)

When I finally came to, I was lying naked in a fetal position on the hard wood floor. I should have been dead. My physical sight returned.


edit: spelling

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