In your opinion why do you think so many rhp magicians still hold a negative view of those who prefer the lhp?

Simplistically, the Right Hand Path is about order. It is about unity with the godhead. It is about following a set of instructions handed down, whether you believe they come from hidden masters, or a secret code hidden within creation like Kabbalah or gematria. Order always works a lot better when everybody is following along. Most Right Hand Path/ceremonial magicians/Golden Dawn based magicians follow some form of Christianity, a religion that promotes divine exclusivity and evangelicalism.

Now if you’re saying that those on the Right are more likely to hold a negative view of the Left and not the other way around, I think you’re mistaken. I have seen more than my share of snide, derisive Satanists who constantly moan about how stupid those on the Right are. Granted, the Left isn’t looking for converts nearly as much. Some of that comes from the inherent selfishness of the Left.

I would like to say there is no path, but the truth is nuanced. I think I see people who lean towards one side or the other, but seldom do they commit themselves wholeheartedly to one way. I think that doing so would not be conducive to growth. As a chaos magician, I see commitment to one path over the other as a failing to see the value and usefulness of other systems.

I like the witches who say they are on the Crooked Path. Life encompasses both.

Personally, I always veer towards the course of freedom, so I probably walk a bit to the Left.

newageofhorus:

THE BIRTH OF BABALON
(by John Whiteside Parsons, 1914-1952 e.v.)

What is the tumult among the stars
that have shone so still till now?
What are the furrows of pain and wrath
upon the immortal brow?

Why is the face of God turned grey
and his angels all grown white?
What is the terrible ruby star
that burns down the crimson night?

What is the beauty that flames so bright
athwart the awful dawn?
She has taken flesh, she is come to judge
the thrones ye rule upon.

Quail ye kings for an end is come
in the birth of BABALON.

*

I have walked three dreadful nights away
in halls beyond despair,
I have given marrow and tears and sweat
and blood to make her fair.

I have lain my love and smashed my heart
and filled her cup with blood,
That blood might flow from the loins of woe
to the cup of brotherhood.

The cities reel in the shout of steel
where the sword of war is drawn.
Sing ye saints for the day is come
in the birth of BABALON.

*

Now God has called for his judgement book
and seen his name therein
And the grace of God and the guilt of God
have spelt it out as sin

His bloody priests have clutched his robes
and stained his linen gown
And his victims swarm from his broken hell
to drag his kingdom down.

O popes and kings and the little gods
are sick and sad and wan
To see the crimson star that bursts
like blood upon the dawn

While trumpets sound and stars rejoice
at the birth of BABALON

*

BABALON is too beautiful
for sight of mortal eyes
She has hidden her loveliness away
in lonely midnight skies,

She has clothed her beauty in robes of sin
and pledged her heart to swine
And loving and giving all she has
brewed for saints immortal wine.

But now the darkness is riven through
and the robes of sin are gone,
And naked she stands as a terrible blade
and a flame and a splendid song

Naked in radiant mortal flesh
at the Birth of BABALON.

*

She is come new born as a mortal maid
forgetting her high estate,
She has opened her arms to pain and death
and dared the doom of fate,

And death and hell are at her back,
but her eyes are bright with life,
Her heart is high and her sword is strong
to meet the deadly strife,

Her voice is sure as the judgement trump
to crack the house of wrong,
Though walls are high and stone is hard
and the rule of hell was long

The gates shall fall and the irons break
in the Birth of BABALON

*

Her mouth is red and her breasts are fair
and her loins are full of fire,
And her lust is strong as a man is strong
in the heat of her desire,

And her whoredom is holy as virtue is foul
beneath the holy sky
And her kisses will wanton the world away
in passion that shall not die.

Ye shall laugh and love and follow her dance
When the wrath of God is gone
And dream no more of hell and hate
in the Birth of BABALON

* * *

scrollofthoth:

Did I just drive down the street and sneak into a person’s yard just to liberate some branches from a tree that was hit by lighting? Yes, yes I did. Because that’s what magicians do.

Will probably make a wand.

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