Mystic, poet, philosopher I am.
I took it to the hilt,
or was it all a scam?
“Do what thou wilt.”
I believed in sex magick.
I held satanic rites.
I caused quite a panic,
exploring forbidden delights.
So much I was accused of doing.
Just what was that I did?
Is there any way of knowing,
what evils I might have hid.
Did I hold the power?
Was love the law?
Were we children of the flower,
answering Satan’s call?
While my life was a blur,
what truths were left unsaid.
There is one thing for sure,
Alistair Crowley is dead.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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