Liber 156
This
is the secret of the Holy Graal, that is the sacred vessel of our Lady the
Scarlet Woman, Babalon the Mother of Abominations, the bride of Chaos,
that rideth upon our Lord the Beast.
Thou
shalt drain out thy blood that is thy life into the golden cup of her
fornication.
Thou
shalt mingle thy life with the universal life.
Thou shalt keep not back one drop.
Then
shall thy brain be dumb, and thy heart beat no more, and all thy life
shall go from thee; and thou shalt be cast out upon the midden, and the
birds of the air shall feast upon thy flesh, and thy bones shall whiten in
the sun.
Then
shall the winds gather themselves together, and bear thee up as it were a
little heap of dust in a sheet that hath four corners, and they shall give
it unto the guardians of the abyss.
And
because there is no life therein, the guardians of the abyss shall bid the
angels of the winds pass by. And
the angels shall lay thy dust in the City of the Pyramids, and the name
thereof shall be no more.
Now
therefore that thou mayest achieve this ritual of the Holy Graal, do thou
divest thyself of all thy goods.
Thou
hast wealth; give it unto them that have need thereof, yet no desire
toward it.
Thou
hast health; slay thyself in the fervour of thine abandonment unto Our
Lady. Let thy flesh hang
loose upon thy bones, and thine eyes glare with thy quenchless lust unto
the Infinite, with thy passion for the Unknown, for Her that is beyond
Knowledge the accursèd one.
Thou
hast love; tear thy mother from thine heart, and spit in the face of thy
father. Let thy foot trample
the belly of thy wife, and let the babe at her breast be the prey of dogs
and vultures.
For
if thou dost not this with thy will, then shall We do this despite thy
will. So that thou attain to
the Sacrament of the Graal in the Chapel of Abominations.
And
behold! if by stealth thou keep unto thyself one thought of thine, then
shalt thou be cast out into the abyss for ever; and thou shalt be the
lonely one, the eater of dung, the afflicted in the Day of Be-with-Us.
Yea!
verily this is the Truth, this is the Truth, this is the Truth. Unto thee
shall be granted joy and health and wealth and wisdom when thou art no
longer thou.
Then
shall every gain be a new sacrament, and it shall not defile thee; thou
shalt revel with the wanton in the market-place, and the virgins shall
fling roses upon thee, and the merchants bend their knees and bring thee
gold and spices. Also young
boys shall pour wonderful wines for thee, and the singers and the dancers
shall sing and dance for thee.
Yet
shalt thou not be therein, for thou shalt be forgotten, dust lost in dust.
Nor
shall the aeon itself avail thee in this; for from the dust shall a white
ash be prepared by Hermes the Invisible.
And
this is the wrath of God, that these things should be thus.
And
this is the grace of God, that these things should be thus.
Wherefore
I charge you that ye come unto me in the Beginning; for if ye take but one
step in this Path, ye must arrive inevitably at the end thereof.
This
Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know
not, for ye know not Love.
And
the end thereof is known not even unto Our Lady or to the Beast whereon
She rideth; nor unto the Virgin her daughter nor unto Chaos her lawful
Lord; but unto the Crowned Child is it known?
It is not known if it be known.
Therefore
unto Hadit and unto Nuit be the glory in the End and the Beginning; yea,
in the End and the Beginning.