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Aleister
‘Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.’ — A. Crowley The Book of the Law (1909)
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Aleister did what he wilt,
But it wasn’t the whole of the law;
(Once you eradicate guilt
Banality takes to the floor).
Charlatans loathe what they build,
They leave their disciples to rot;
Aleister did what he willed,
But smashed all the toys in his cot.
Aleister’s calling on Thoth,
While pentagrams hiss on the floor;
He’s raising the demons of wrath —
But nobody cares anymore.
Crowley was a diabolist and self-styled magician during the late 19th century magical revival in Britain. He liked to be described as ‘The Great Beast’ or ‘The Wickedest Man Alive’ and went by the numerical pseudonym ‘666’. Utterly besotted with his own notoriety, he filled newspapers of the time with stories of drugs, orgies and sacrificial rites. A prolific but feeble poet, he was a member of The Order of the Golden Dawn along with W B Yeats, but left after a row about his cabalistic status. Think of him as a slightly less vicious, better educated and bald version of Charlie Manson and you won’t be far wrong.
