Another perfect surfing day in little old Newport although i did get to Babylon for a short while, just long enough for me to get an idea why i left. Anyways, took Pan for a run in the dog park which he enjoyed, saw a few strangers, had chats and plays, then back to mission control. Unfortunately i got involved in an internet discussion with some one who stayed anonymous, the subject being the most evil man alive, Alistair Crowley.
It seems that on mention of his name millions of people are ready to accuse you of black magick, devil worship and child sacrifice, I guess old AC didn’t help matters by using terminology designed to provoke a response, he certainly was not a nice person but what cannot be disputed is he was an incredible explorer of consciousness, one of the first people to bring eastern philosophy to the west and integrate it with a western tradition, he was an amazing traveller, a poet and a novelest and also designed the first astrologically correct tarot pack, he also worked for the British as a double agent and he was also the man behind Churchill’s V sign.
From a Magickal point of view Crowley mapped out the path of sexual magick, made it accessible despite clouding and shrouding it in language that was difficult to absorb because it shocked and rocked those who took it at face value. The golden rule of all esoteric knowledge is, it’s not easy, you have to work for it, you have to be prepared to be destroyed, this is why the Zen monk hits and chases away the eager pupil, if the pupil returns over and over, the teacher will see the level of commitment.
Let’s get this straight, I don’t particularly think AC or his followers are the bee’s knees, but I think everyone deserves a fair chance.
For those interested in his work read Perdurabo by Richard Kaczynski.
I was going to talk about the Psychic Censor today but I am out of time.