Liber Lacerta Rex Rgis

'-What is connection?-When 2 motions, thought to be infinite & mutually exclusive, meet in a moment.-Of Time? -Yes. -Time does not exist. There is no time.-Time is a straight plantation'

-James Douglas Morrison

This work, 'Liber Lacerta Rex Rgis' is an interweaving of Aleister Crowley's 'The Book of the Law' and Jim Morrison's Magnum opus, 'An American Prayer.'

At one point upon opening The American Night, a collection of Jim's poetry, I noticed he had divided his poem, 'An American Prayer' up every few lines with a repeated horizontal slash.
On a whim, I decided to count these breaks and happened to notice that the first section of the Book of the Law was close to the same number of divisions, so I decided to insert Morrison's opus one line down into it just to see how it would align; The following was the result. This practice of interweaving texts is not an altogether uncommon practice amongst Kabbalists. It should be noted that 'An American Prayer', as Jim Morrison privately published, contained 40 unpaginated pages, and 37 printed, giving the book a total of 77 pages. Those who study the works of Crowley should appreciate this being the Hebrew Gematria of 'OZ', as in liber OZ, as well as the Greek gematria of Pan, 'the All.' 2 Pillars, established in OZ (Strength)

I am the Lizard King, I can do anything...

1

1 Crow-ley: Had! The manifestation of Nuit.

Morri-son: The Celebration of the Lizard(*inserted).

2 C: The unveiling of the company of Heaven

M: Do you know the warm progress

under the stars?

Do you know we exist?

Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?

Have you been born yet

& are you alive?

3 C: Every man and woman is a star 

M: Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths

of the ages

Celebrate symbols form deep elder forests

[Have you forgotten the lessons

of the ancient war]

4 C: Every number is infinite;

there is no difference

M: We need great golden copulations

5 C: Help me, oh warrior of Thebes,

in my unveiling before the Children of men!

M: The Fathers are cackling in the trees of the forrest

our mother is dead in the sea 

6 C: Be thou Hadit, my secret centre,

my heart and my tongue!

M: Do you know we are being led to

slaughters by placid admirals 

& that fat slow generals are getting

obscene on young blood

7 C: Behold!

It is revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kratt.

M: Do you know we are ruled by T.V.

The moon is a dry blood beast 

Gerilla bands are rolling numbers

in the next block of green vine

amassing for warfare on innocent herdsmen 

who are just dying

8 C: The Khabs is in the Khu,

not the Khu in the Khabs.

M: O great creator of being

grant us one more hour to

preform our art 

& perfect our lives.

9 C: worship then the Khabs,

and behold my light shed over you!

M: The moths & atheists are doubly divine 

& dying

We live, we die

& death not ends it 

Journey we more into the

Nightmare

Cling to life

our passion'd flower

Cling to cunts & cocks

of despair

We got our final vision

by clap 

Columbus' groin got

filled w/ green death 

(I touched her thigh & death smiled)

10 C: Let my servants be few and secret:

they shall rule the many & the known

M: We have assembled inside this ancient

& insane theatre

To propagate our lust for life 

& flee the swarming wisdom

of the streets

The barns are stormed 

The windows kept

& only one of all the rest 

To dance & save us

W/ the divine mockery

of words

Music inflames temperament

11 C: These are fools that men adore;

both their Gods & their men are fools.

M: (When the true King's Murders

are allowed to roam free

a 1000 magicians arise

in the land)

12 C: Come forth, O children, under the stars,

& take your fill of love!

M: Where are the feasts

we were promised?

Where is the wine

The New Wine 

(dying on the vine)

13 C: I am above you and in you.

My ecstasy is in yours.

My joy is to see your joy.

M: resident mockery

give us an hour for magic

We of the purple glove

We of starling flight

& velvet hour

We of arabic pleasures breed

We of sundome & the night.

14 C: Above, the gemm'ed azure is

The naked splendour of Nuit;

She bends in ecstasy to kiss

The secret ardours of Hadit.

The wing'ed globe, the starry blue, Are mine,

O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!

M: Give us a creed

To believe

A night of Lust

Give us trust in

The Night

15 C: Now ye shall know that the chosen priest

& apostle of infinite space

is the prince-priest

the Beast;

and in his woman called the Scarlet Woman

is all power given.

They shall gather my

children into their fold: 

they shall bring the glory

of the stars into the hearts of men.

M: Give of color

hundred hues

a rich Mandala

for me & you

16 C: For he is ever a sun, and she a moon.

But to him is the secret flame,

and to her the stooping starlight.

M: & for your silky

pillowed house

a head, wisdom

& a bed

17 C: But ye are not so chosen.

M: Troubled decree

Resident mockery

has claimed thee

18 C: Burn upon their brows,

o splendrous serpent!

M: We used to believe

in the good old days

We still receive

In little ways.

19 C: O azure-lidded woman,

bend upon them!

M: The Things of Kindness

& unsporting brow

Forget and allow

20 C: The key of the rituals is in the secret word which I have given unto him.

M: Did you know freedom exists

in a school book

Did you know madmen are

running our prison 

w/in a jail, w/in a gaol

w/in a white free protestant

Malestrom?

21 C: With the God and the Adorer I am nothing:

they do not see me.

They are as upon the earth;

I am Heaven,

and there is no other God than me,

and my lord Hadit.

M: We're perched headlong

on the edge of boredom

We're reaching for death

on the end of a candle

We're trying for something

That's already found us

22 C: Now, therefore,

I am known to ye by my name Nuit,

and to him by a secret name which I will give him when at last he knoweth me.

Since I am infinite Space,

and the Infinite Stars thereof,

do ye also thus. Bind nothing!

Let there be no

difference made among you between any one thing

& any other thing;

for thereby there cometh hurt.

M: We can invent Kingdoms of our own

grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust

& love we must, in beds of rust.

23 C: But whoso availeth in this,

let him be the chief of all!

M: Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams 

& muzak, AM, rocks their dreams

No black men's pride to hoist the beams

while mocking angels sift what seems

24 C: I am Nuit,

and my word is six and fifty.

M: To be a collage of magazine dust

Scratched on foreheads of walls of trust

This is just jail for those who must

get up in the morning & fight for such

25 C: Divide, add, multiply,

and understand.

M: unstable standards

while weeping maidens

show-off penury & pout

ravings for a mad

staff

26 C: Then saith the prophet and slave of the beauteous one:

Who am I,

and what shall be the sign?

So she answered him,

bending down,

a lambent of blue,

all touching, all penetrant,

her lovely hands upon the black earth,

& her lithe body arched for love,

and her soft feet not hurting

the little flowers:

Thou knowest!

And the sign shall be my ecstasy,

the consciousness of the continuity of existence,

the omnipresence of my body.

M: Wow, I'm sick of doubt

Live in the light of certain

South

27 C: Then the priest answered & said unto the Queen of Space,

kissing her lovely brows,

and the dew of her light bathing his whole body in a sweet-

smelling perfume of sweat:

O Nuit, continuous one of Heaven,

let it be ever thus;

that men speak not of Thee as One but as None;

and let them speak not of thee at all,

since thou art continuous! 

M: Cruel bindings

The servants have the power 

dog-men & their mean women

Pulling poor blankets over

our sailors

(& where were you in our 

lean hour) 

Milking your mustache?

or grinding a flower?

I'm sick of dour faces

Staring at me from the T.V.

Tower. I want roses in 

my garden bower; dig?

Royal babies, rubies

must now replace aborted

Strangers in the mud

These mutants, blood-meal 

for the plant that's plowed

28 C: None,

breathed the light,

faint and faery,

of the stars,

and two.

M: They are waiting to take us into 

the severed garden

Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful

comes death on a strange hour

unannounced, unplanned for

like a scaring over-friendly guest you've

brought to bed

Death makes angels of us all

& gives us wings 

where we had shoulders

smooth as raven's

claws

29 C: For I am divided for love's sake, for the

chance of union.

M: No more money, no more fancy dress

This other Kingdom seems by far the best 

until its other jaw reveals incest 

& loose obedience to a vegetable law

30 C: This is the creation of the world, that the

pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of

dissolution all.

M: I will not go

Prefer a Feast of Friends 

To the Giant family

II

31 C: For these fools of men and their woes care

not thou at all! They feel little; what is, is

balanced by weak joys; but ye are my chosen

ones.

M: Great screaming Christ

Upsy-daisy

Lazy Mary will you get up

upon a Sunday morning

32 C: Obey my prophet!

follow out the ordeals of my knowledge 

seek me only!

Then the joys of my love will redeem ye from all pain. 

This is so: I swear it by the vault of my body;

by my sacred heart and tongue; 

by all you can give,

by all I desire of ye all.

M: "The movie will begin in 5 moments" 

The mindless Voice announced

"All those unseated will await 

The next show"

33 C: Then the priest fell into a deep trance or swoon, 

& said to the Queen of Heaven; 

Write unto us the ordeals; write unto us the rituals; 

write unto us the law!

M: We filed slowly, languidly 

into the hall. The auditorium 

was vast, and silent.

As we seated and were darkened 

The Voice continued:

34 C: But she said: the ordeals I write not:

the rituals shall be half known

and half concealed:

the Law is for all.

M: "The program for this evening 

is not new. You have seen 

This entertainment thru & thru.

You've seen your birth, your 

life and death; you might recall 

all of the rest-(did you 

have a good world when you

died?)- enough to base

a movie on?"

35 C: This that thou writest is the threefold 

book of the Law.

M: An iron chuckle rapped our

minds like a fist.

36 C: My scribe Ankh-af-na-khonsu,

the priest of the princes,

shall not in one letter change this book;

but lest there be folly,

he shall comment thereupon by the wisdom of 

Ra-Hoor-Khu-it.

M: I'm getting out of here

Where are you going?

To the other side of morning

Please don't chase the clouds

pagodas, temples

37 C: Also the mantras and spells;

the obeah and the wanga;

the work of the wand and the work of the sword;

these he shall learn and teach.

M: Her cunt gripped him

like a warm friendly 

hand.

38 C: He must teach;

but he may make severe the ordeals.

M: "It's alright.

All your friends are here."

39 C: The word of the Law is θέλημα.

M: When can I meet them?

"After you've eaten"

I'm not hungry

"O, we meant beaten"

40 C: Who calls us Thelemites will do no wrong,

if he look but close into the word.

For there are therein Three Grades,

the Hermit,

and the Lover, 

and the man of Earth.

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

M: Silvery stream, silvery scream,

impossible concentration

41 C: The word of Sin is restriction. O man! 

refuse not thy wife, if she will!

O lover, if thou wilt,

depart!

There is no bond that can unite the divided but love:

all else is a curse. Accurs'ed!

Accurs'ed be it to the aeons!

Hell.

M: Here come the comedians

look at them smile

Watch them dance

an indian mile

42 C: Let it be that state of manyhood bound and loathing.

So with thy all;

thou hast no right but to do thy will.

M: Look at them gesture

How aplomb

So to gesture everyone

43 C: Do that, and no other shall say nay.

M: Words dissemble

Words be quick

Words resemble walking sticks

44 C: For pure will, unassuaged of purpose,

delivered from the lust of result,

is every way perfect.

M: Plant them 

They will grow 

Watch them waver so

45 C: The Perfect and the Perfect are one Perfect 

and not two;

nay, are none!

M: I'll always be 

a word-man

Better than a birdman
(*Crow-ley)

46 C: Nothing is a secret key of this law. 

Sixty-one the Jews call it;

I call it eight, eighty, four hundred and eighteen.

M: But I'll charge

Won't get away

w/out lodging a dollar

47 C: But they have half :

unite by thine art

so that all disappear.

M: Shall I say it again

aloud, you get the point

No food w/out fuel's gain

48 C: My prophet is a fool with his

one, one, one;

are not they the Ox,

and none by the book?

M: I'll be, the irish loud

unleashed my beak

at peak of powers

49 C: Abrogate are all rituals,

all ordeals, all words and signs.

Ra-Hoor-Khuit hath taken his seat in the East

at the Equinox of the Gods;

and let Asar be with Isa,

who also are one.

But they are not of me.

Let Asar be the adorant,

Isa the sufferer;

Hoor in his secret name and splendor 

is the Lord initiating.

M: O girl, unleash

your worried comb

50 C: There is a word to say about the Hierophantic task.

Behold! there are three ordeals in one,

and it may be given in three ways.

The gross must pass through fire;

let the fine be tried in intellect,

and the lofty chosen ones in the highest.

Thus ye have star & star, system & system;

let not one know well the other!

M: O worried mind

51 C: There are four gates to one palace;

the floor of that palace is of silver and gold;

lapis lazuli and jasper are there;

and all rare scents;

jasmine and rose, and the emblems of death.

Let him stand on the floor of the palace.

Will he not sink?

Amn. Ho! warrior, if thy servant sink?

But there are means and means.

Be goodly therefore: dress ye all in fine apparel;

eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam!

Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will,

when, where and with whom ye will!

But always unto me.

M: Sin in the fallen

Backwoods by the blind

52 C: If this be not aright;

if ye confound the space-marks, saying: They are one;

or saying, They are many;

if the ritual be not unto me:

then expect the direful judgements of Ra Hoor Khuit!

M: She smells debt

on my new collar

53 C: This shall regenerate the world,

the little world my sister,

my heart and my tongue,

unto whom I send this kiss.

Also, o scribe and prophet, though thou be of the princes,

it shall not assuage thee nor absolve thee.

But ecstasy be thine and joy of earth:

ever To me! To me!

M: Arrogent prose

Tied in a network of fast quest

Hence the obsession

54 C: Change not as much as the style of a letter;

for behold! thou, o prophet,

shall not behold all these mysteries hidden therein.

M: Its quick to admit 

Fast borrowed rythm

Women came between them

55 C: The child of thy bowls, he shall behold them.

M: Women of the world unite

Make the world safe

For a scandalous life

56 C: Expect him not from the East, nor from the West;

for from no expected house cometh that child.

Aum!

All words are sacred and all prophets true;

save only that they understand a little;

solve the first half of the equation,

leave the second unattacked.

But thou hast all in the clear light,

and some, though not all,

in the dark.

M: Hee Hee

Cut your throat 

Life is a joke

57 C: Invoke me under the stars!

Love is the law, love under will.

Nor let the fools mistake love;

for there are love and love.

There is the dove, and there is the serpent.

Choose ye well!

He, my prophet, hath chosen,

knowing the law of the fortress,

and the great mystery of the house of God.

All these old letters of my Book are aright;

but צ is not the Star. 

This also is secret: My prophet shall reveal it to the wise. 

M: Your wife's in a moat

The same boat

Here comes the goat

58 C: I give unimaginable joys on earth:

certainty, not faith,

while in life, upon death;

peace unutterable, rest,

ecstasy;

nor do I demand aught in sacrifice. 

M: Blood Blood Blood Blood

They're making a joke 

of our universe

III

59 C: My incense is of resinous woods and gums;

and there is no blood therein:

because of my hair the trees of Eternity.

M: Matchbox

Are you more real than me

I'll burn you, & set you free

Wept bitter tears

Excessive courtesy

I won't forget

IV

60 C: My number is 11,

as all their numbers are with us.

The Five Pointed Star,

with a Circle in the Middle,

& the circle is Red.

My colour is black to the blind,

but blue and gold are seen of the seeing.

Also I have a secret glory for them that love me.

M: A hot sick lava flowed up,

Rustling and bubbling.

The paper face.

Mirror -mask, I love you mirror.

61 C: But to love me is better than all things:

if under the night-stars in the desert thou presently burniest mine incense before me,

invoking me with a pure heart,

and the Serpent flame therein,

thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom.

For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all;

but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour.

Ye shall gather goods and store of women and spices;

ye shall wear rich jewels;

ye shall exceed the nations of the earth in splendour and pride;

but always in the love of me, and so shall you come to my joy.

I charge you earnestly to come before me in a single robe,

and covered with a rich headdress.

I love you!

I yearn to you!

Pale or purple, veiled or voluptuous,

I who am all pleasure and purple,

and drunkenness of the innermost sense,

desire you.

Put on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you:

come unto me.

M: He had been brainwashed for 4 hrs.

The LT. puzzled in again

"ready to talk"

"No sir"- was all he'd say.

Go back to the gym.

Very peaceful

Meditation

62 C: At all my meetings with you shall the priestess say-

and her eyes shall burn with desire as she stands bare and rejoicing in my secret temple-

To me! To me!

calling forth the flame of the hearts of all in her love-chant.

M: Air base in the desert

looking out venetian blinds

a plane

a desert flower 

cool cartoon

63 C: Sing the rapturous love-song unto me!

Burn to me perfumes!

Wear to me jewels!

Drink to me,

for I love you! I love you!

M: The rest of the World

is reckless and dangerous

Look at the 

brothels

Stag films

Exploration

64 C: I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset;

I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. 

V

M: A ship leaves port

mean horse of another thicket

wishbone of desire

decry the metal fox

(*F=6,O=15,X=24,FOX=666)

65 C: To me! To me!

M: The End (*inserted)

66: C: The Manifestation of Nuit is at an end.