On December 1, 1947 EV Aleister Crowley died in Hastings, England. Of all that’s been written about his life, work, achievements and such, our personal favorite was composed by Hymenaeus Beta, posted at the U.S. Grand Lodge of Ordo Templi Orientis site http://oto-usa.org/thelema/crowley/ . If you haven’t read it lately, take a minute; it’s excellent and refreshing. These days we often consider Crowley to be this monolithic, very spiritual figure while in his time he was very much of the avant-garde self-publishing poetry and novels, publicly supporting the then-controversial artist Rodin, being well known among the expat artistic community in Paris (Henry Miller, Anais Nin, etc.)
Meanwhile the Most Holy King, Sabazius X* posted this image of a telegram from Karl Germer to Jane Wolfe announcing the death of Aleister Crowley on Dec. 1, 1947 e.v. This comes from Soror Meral’s archives, and is presented with thanks to David Shoemaker.
and also this quote:
“Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none.” -AL II:66
Thanks to Sabazius X* for permission to repost these.
