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“MARSYAS:        Beware! Easily trips the big word "dare." Each man's an Œdipus, that thinks He hath the four powers of the Sphinx, Will, Courage, Knowledge, Silence. Son, Even the adepts scarce win to one! The Thoughts—they fall like rotten fruits. But to destroy the power that makes These thoughts—thy Self? A man it takes To tear his soul up by the roots! This is the mandrake fable, boy!”

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Aleister Crowley
Aleister Crowley

Aleister Crowley, a British poet, mystic, and writer, was born on October 12, 1875, and died on December 1, 1947. He is known for his poetic works and mystical practices, and is considered one of the most controversial figures of the 20th century. more

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