T93-List: I pen the following in hopes that it will encourage Thelemic
Solidarity and less hostility, intended only as a glad word for the hundred years to
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
Written at the end of the 99th Year of the Aeon of Ra-Hoor-Khuit, the Aeon
under the Law of Thelema, forerunning and heralding the Thelemic Centennial, as
a Sign and Token of the Covenant between The Great Beast 666 and the
Thelemites, by agency of the one called Aleisterion by Aleister Crowley himself, who
also has declared unto him that as a further Sign of the verity of this
Communion via Magical Procreation, Aleisterion should make clear to them that the
truth of this particular name is not just in its number 777, that is, the one to
follow 666, but more, it is AL-HYSTERION, the God-Man-Child borne of the
Scarlet Woman HYSTERIA.
The truth that has been revealed to me, Aleisterion, by virtue of long
meditation on the teaching of various Agents of the Secret Chiefs of the Aeon, some
of whom I've contacted however briefly via internet, is that we should as
Thelemites of 93's Covenant, the Priestesses and Worshippers of the True Current
of Shaitan-Aiwass, rejoice so much more in the Greater Feast (of the Prophet
in particular but equally our own, the Feast of Death), because it stresses the
Greater Truth: Crowley is dead; long live The Beast! And for ourselves: the
Ego is dead! long live Antigod.
It is Therion, not Crowley, we know and honor and exult with and in! The
Messiah is dead and gone! Stomp him! Beat him! Rip him to shreds, o Maenids!
And we shall feast on the meat of his bone and be drunk on the wine of his
The Courage of the Titans be upon us! For the Madness of Pan is with us!
Pan-Pan-Io Pan-Shaitan I Was I Am.
Io Io Io Pan! Devil-God Lord, Lady of Whoredom, and I, the Soul of the Lamb,
defiled in the Almighty Majesty of the Whore bestride the Beast, in Her Name
Let be off the Man, but the Beast within the Man shall reign, deifying with
the Ancient Trinity of Divinity 111, the number of Man, 6. Crowley was the Man
of Men, Master of Masters, and he is nothing, wretched, and dead. The Beast
of God that indwells that Ghost, the True Will of Aleister Crowley, and the
Son of the Sun, is Shaitan-Aiwass, the Messenger of Hoor-pa-kraat, the Minister
This short message to the children of the prophet: you all do well and with
business way, ye are corporate, and mine.
For mine is the corpus and your every delight of flesh. So join together in
your difference and love, under the night-blue sky, love and be loved.
The Centennial of the Advent of the Aeon of Horus is your Convocation.
Love is the law, love under will.
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