Chapter I - Introduction
Spoilers alert! The first spoiler, this book is crap. This book was, in regards to its mythos, "Not spoken by Crowley himself", rather it takes place in one of Mr. Crowley's drug-induced trips. He and his recently married wife (whom married after the first date and said yes to avoid an arranged marriage) decide to take a honeymoon in Cairo. And like any good cliché occultism, motherfuckers gotta take that drug-induced crazy-town to the Pyramids of Egypt. Here I'm told, Between "noon and 1 P.M. on three successive days", Crowley was engaged in dialog from a spirit that called themselves "Aiwass" that "claimed" they were the "minister of Hoor-Paar-Kraat". Crowley asks skeptically: how do I know this Being speaks with any authority? Well, "Evidently he must show Knowledge and Power such as no man has ever been known to possess." ...Buckle up readers, shit is going to get real when we enter, Fear in Loathing in Cairo. To quote the good sir Rick James, "cocaine's a hell of a drug".
Chapter II - The Universe
"This Book explains the Universe."--Right... in just almost two pages, huh --the entire book is fifty pages. Just in case you missed Crowley's physics lecture, I took notes. Space is the Nuit, and this Egyptian space god is the creation of the universe and brings forth the "total of possibilities of every kind". And the only specialized western philosophy jargon I did understand makes an appearance: Leibniz Monadology. See Crowley, I roll my eyes when I hear monads. It's one of the greatest fictions I know in philosophy, right up there with a complete system of mathematics purposed in the Principia Mathematica. For Crowley understanding this means every event has a "uniting of some one monad" with which only one experience is possible to each monad. In due respect to Leibniz, talking about monads for him was just one way in its hay-day to solve a Cartesian mind-body problem - between appearances of substances in the world and thoughts about them - you could just say everything is monads so there isn't any dualism between them. With it Crowley goes on to something which is pretty base, your experiences have a way to effect you consciously or subconsciously. But also that each of us has a"universe of his own" within a cluster of space-experiences (monads) bumping around into us metaphorically. He continues, we each all have a bundle of these monads which we come into contact and metaphorically gather to ourselves. This all seems very technical; Crowley helps out by an example, but I decide to use my own "universe" of an example. Imagine you're out with someone and each at the same time grabs for the salt. Were you in fact grabbing the same salt? A sane man would say yes, regardless of the meaning, regardless of the purpose, or our impresses given by the senses. I say this because in the end, we are both going to start debating who should get to use the salt first. For Crowley, it's Esse-est-percipi, which means, to be is to be perceived. That's because each of us understands for himself his own reality from what he sees and experiences. Thus the claim does follow, "Yet all the time neither of us can know anything of him [the salt in my example] at all beyond the total impression made on our respective mind." He concludes what I imagine was some self-reflection for anyone who caught onto his bullshit of either oversimplification or just making it up as you go. I mean, I had to fill in a bit of the philosophical gaps that are said to be within this text, as he himself never mentions any philosopher but Comte specifically. Crowley concludes that, "the above is an extremely crude attempt to explain a system which reconciles all existing schools of philosophy." *pats on the head* Sure it does, Crowley...sure it does.
Chapter III - The Law of Thelema
Honestly, this is the best part of the book. It’s not for any great or exciting reason. Thelema is the Greek word for Will. With this, we come to the whole of his philosophy, "Do what thou wilt shall be the Whole of the Law. Love is that law, love under will. There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt." I enjoy it because it’s a fairly easy concept to understand, and that runs the whole of the book. What I can gather is that this is the sort of thing John Locke describes as beginning from a State of Nature; that is, born into a life of perfect freedom, as he says, to do as one lists, and then refer to this as good when it is a Virtue and done right. In his words, Do what Thou Wilt in the right way in the right degree as to love what it is that you wilt. Because each, as he says, will move onto his "true orbit" which is defined by the positions in the world we inhabit, in which Monads come into constant contact with us as "the impulse of our past experiences" to move us forward into the "Law of our Growth". Monads do not, for Crowley, come with ethical or moral baggage; "all events are equally lawful--and every one necessary, in the long run...but in practice, only one act is lawful for each one of us at any given moment. Therefore Duty consists in determining to experience the right event from one moment of consciousness to another." And only when one truly Wills what he Wills and it is right for him, may he act in his true nature. Want to learn more?! Well. you got to study "Magick!"--what, you've never heard of Magick? Well then, you need "personal instructions from the Master Therion and his appointed assistants." --Don't worry, I'll wait... but while we are waiting for you to study up, let’s move onto chapter IV.
ChapterIV - The New Aeon
So I hope you love some occultist history because apparently different Gods control different periods of our planet’s existence, and this period lasts "2,000 years," during what he calls "The Equinox of the Gods". For Crowley, certain Stars (such stars are called gods) are said to be a collection of Monads. Jesus will have a collection of certain Monads. Collection of experiences like, being the son of god, giving the Sermon on the Mount; monads of experience collected to him. And that's why he's Jesus. "In the history of the world, as far as we know accurately (heh...heh), are three such Gods"-- Wait the earth is 4.54 billion years old, Crowley. Sorry to break your heart, but "the history of the world", has a lot more Gods to count. Crowley counts three. First is Isis, the mother of the universe and creator for the purpose of "simple nourishment drawn directly from her." This is a period of government called the matriarchal. "Next" (yes that's all women are good for as gods, Simple Nourishment), the Father Osiris period begins in 500 B.C., the father brings forth the idea that the universe is pretty "catastrophic" giving raise to new monads of love, death, resurrection, with which "Experience was built up". This is a governmental system of the patriarchal. And finally, history draws its final period as controlled by the God Horus--you can probably guess by now what family bond Horus will have. If you guessed "the child," you'd be right! Gee, you'd almost think you could make this stuff up yourself. But you can't, because then you'd "...show Knowledge and Power such as no man has ever been known to possess." In this period, we learn from both previous governmental systems, but for the purpose of "continual growth," and to not be bound to circumstance. This age will be "the recognition of the individual as the unit of society." Horus has a technical title: "Heru-Ra-Ha," which combines twin gods, "Ra-Hoor-Khuit and Hoor-Paar-Kraat. What? You didn't know that? Well you should have brushed up with your studies on 'Magick,' you lazy fuck. It’s funny, but Horus’ reign over earth just so happens to start the year Crowley set out to do this trip in 1904- what a coincidence. Now Horus is said to make a few predictions, "Observe for yourselves the decay of the sense of sin, the growth of innocence and irresponsibility, the strange modifications of the reproductive instinct with a tendency to become bi-sexual or epicene, the childlike confidence in progress combined with nightmare fear of catastrophe, against which we are yet half unwilling to take precautions." However, this may be better attributed to Friedrich Nietzsche, whom in 1882 wrote “The Gay Science,” where he himself marks out, "God is Dead". And being that Crowley studied for a period at Cambridge University from 1895–98. It’s not impossible that he did just read Nietzsche and then hoke some bullshit from that. From here he lists all the infantile ideas, "Communism, Fascism, Pacifism, Health Crazes..." These sort of useless and childish acts are embodied in cinema, football pools, and "guessing competitions". All these for the purpose of being a lullaby to a screaming mad child we call society.
Chapter V - The Next Step
There isn't much to say here; all forms of governmental authority for Crowley are just childish tantrums "hemming us in". Democracy, fascism, Communism, whatever-ism. All just child’s thinking until something new comes along to embrace. But yet, the world seems to move forward from its child-like ways because there are always the "Light of genius." And this light of genius may only come to pass if we can establish the Law of Thelema. Only with this law will, "individual liberty" and the preservation of the future race be obtained.
Chapter VI - The Book of the Law (as transcribed by Aleister Crowley from the massager Aiwass)
Enter Aiwass, Messenger of the rulers of the world and bringer of the glory of truth to the "unveiling before the Children of Men!" This messenger explains that only "the few & secret" will be his servants which shall rule the "many & the Known" because they are fools, and so are their Gods too! So the messenger explains his monad-self as being "above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy." The messenger Aiwass then speak to Aleister calling him "chosen priest" and the "prince-priest the beast". And the wife, "his woman called the Scarlet Woman", that this power from the gods will be given to them. From there this messenger explains that there is no other God but Lord Hadit or as his friends call him Nuit. He is infinite space and of infinite experience. This God explains that there shouldn't be any differences between any "One thing" or "any other thing," because only in differences comes the negative and the bad. But if you can live beyond differences then you are the bee's knees, my friend and "chief of all!" Then a famous line, "I Am Nuit, and my word is Six and fifty. Divide, add, multiply, and understand. Then saith the prophet and slave of the beauteous one: who am I, and what shall be the sign?" Anyway, to the best of my knowledge I think Crowley and his wife engage in copulation. Don't quote me, but it sounds like it when "the dew of her light bathing his whole body in a sweet-smelling perfume of sweat". Whatever might be the case, Nuit is said to be not just One thing but None. Because for Nuit, he's everything and therefore nothing, as he's always shifting "continuous". He's a shifty motherfucker. It might be asked, “Why hadn't I heard of this god before?” Well you gotta have love. Because it’s only when brought apart that love may unite us. Wow, I can totally see that working in some romantic movie. At this point, this God asks the Prophet to follow his "ordeals of my knowledge" and look only for him, that all joys within will redeem him "from all pain." This is when I think Crowley took another hit of cocaine and fell into a deep trance with which he asks the God for the ordeals he should follow.
There can be three ranks of men that look to be a scholar of this work: The Hermit, The Lover, and the Earth-man. There are, however, certain roads on this path for its scholarly pursuits for which to look out. One such naughty action is "The word of Sin is Restriction." There is an example, but being this is my "universe" I shall supply my own. Imagine that Walter White from 'Breaking Bad' decided he didn't like being a teacher, but loved cooking meth (which this author would have likely wanted a taste). His wife would rather he not cook meth. Well fuck that shit, cook the meth yo; YEAH Mr. White SCIENCE! That's because, "there is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse...So with thy all; thou hast no right but to do thy will. Do that, and no other shall say nay." --I beg to differ. But then again I'm not getting this spiritual suggestion, and a man high on cocaine is. If you are at all curious of the ritualistic aspects, then a lot of it is caught up in pages 24-28. I'm just going to instead, 'do the hokey-pokey and turn myself around, and do as thou wilt'. That's what it’s all about!
So I think by this page, on 29, the next day Crowley has somehow gotten heroin intravenously, and was ready for round 2 of this new series, "Spirits speak to drug addict". "Come! All ye, and learn the secret that hath not yet been revealed." At this point we learn that this God has talent for a monad. Not only can he work the Las Vegas stage magic show--sorry, Magick show-- but he's been Vatican-approved to preform Exorcisms. By that, they mean, "I am the Magician and the Exorcist. I am the axle of the wheel, and the cube in the circle." But do be aware, this isn't the sort of God you’re going to call upon if you do happen to need a stage show for your son 8th birthday party, nor if you happen to have little girl Regan in your home asking if you suck cocks in hell. Oh no, for this God, “'Come unto me' is a foolish word: for it is I that go.” I will say, at least this God gives some mild self-help to pass unto us. "Sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done." But don't you dare call him nine! Only fools do that. Better yet, call him eight or one in eight, "which is vital, for I am none indeed." I will however have to ask, how much money do you have? Do you happen to have like a boat load of cash to spend on cocaine? While being sad isn't great either to this god, I think the money and coke will fix that. Because this God only deals with the Lords of earth. If you are, then you are in great company; this God is going to-- well not do anything because he's always leaving you with the bill- but trust me, he loved the meal you had. But as for the server that gave you the meal, stiff them the tip. In fact, "let them die in their misery" as they sound like they might be outcasts, and certainly not Lords. "Compassion is the vice of kings: stamp down the wretched & the weak: this is the law of the strong." So about how we worship this God. Actually I’ve been mentioning its sleight of hand, "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! Just enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear not that any God shall deny thee for this...But Exceed! Exceed! Strive ever to more!" -- Due to my pseudo-legal obligations as a reviewer, I am forced to place a warning label here. WARNING! WARNING! Following this philosophy "Do as thou wilt" can lead to --Vomiting, indigestion, hallucinations, Spirit Gods' telling you to take more drugs, blood in urine, dry mouth, Sleeplessness, partially understood occultism, memory loss, shaking, stupidity, nonsense making sense, and possible death.
So I'm going to put out a calling for anyone that can understand this "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." Ok ok... the answer is...42!
Product Ingredient: Ode to Crowley Perfume mix - Mix Meal & Honey, Thick Red wine. Add oil of Abramelin & Olive oil. After, spice it up by "soften & smooth down with rich fresh blood". But not just any blood mind you, only the best blood, on a full moon, fresh blood of a child or a baby, then add some enemy’s blood, then your own, and then any worshipper’s blood, and then a beast of some kind and mix that all together. It’s better yet if you could somehow find someone that is a child who is your enemy but happens to be an ordained minister that likes your religion but is also a child that was brought up by wolves. If you can, bake this for 10 minutes at 425 degrees and make "cakes & eat unto me."
But Crowley isn't done there- this God has a message to his wife, the Scarlet Women.
Dear "Scarlet Women beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visits her heart; if she leave my work to toy with old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl through dusk wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered." However, if you "work the work of Wickedness! let her kill her heart! Let her be loud and adulterous! let her be covered with jewels, and rich garments, and let her be shameless before all men!"
yours truly, Nuit
P.S. "Do as thou wilt but don't you dare fucking walk away from me!"
Oh hey, but you know, if you’re a good girl, I'll "breed from her a child mightier than all the kings of the earth." So hey, there's that!
And that's it, that's my review. I hope you enjoyed it. I can't say I did, but you know there is one thing to say, the book concludes with the comment, "The study of this Book is forbidden. It is wise to destroy this copy after the first reading. Whosoever disregards this does so at his own risk and peril. These are most dire. Those who discuss the contents of this Book are to be shunned by all, as centres of pestilence. All questions of the Law are to be decided only by appeal to my writings, each for himself"
So I guess it was all for not, but whatever Crowley, I do what I want. I invoke the law, "do as I wilt" and I did, your book is crap, and you need rehab.