Originally posted by Ice ColdWhenever I felt in the need of a good chuckle, I would often pull my copy of Crowley's Magick in Theory and Practice from the bookshelf, and gaze upon that ridiculous photograph of him wearing a kind of magical pillow-cushion, which you use as your icon.
I think it is crazy to have such long forum bans.
The other thing that always made me crack-up with laughter was his solemn insistence that "the Khabs is in the Khu, not the Khu in the Khabs". I don't know what this means, but I like to imagine Groucho Marx saying it.
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Originally posted by Mark AdkinsWhenever I need a good chuckle I play hide the sausage. What the Hell is your point?
Whenever I felt in the need of a good chuckle, I would often pull my copy of Crowley's Magick in Theory and Practice from the bookshelf, and gaze upon that ridiculous photograph of him wearing a kind of magical pillow-cushion, which you use as your icon.
The other thing that always made me crack-up with laughter was his solemn insistence that "the Kha ...[text shortened]... Khabs". I don't know what this means, but I like to imagine Groucho Marx saying it.
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Come to think of it, that photo was in a book by L. Sprague De Camp, a non-fiction criticism of occultists and occultism over the centuries. I don't recall the title, possibly The Borderlands of Reason, but maybe that was a different title. I'm pretty sure he wrote more than one such book. The photo on the cover of Magick In Theory And Practice shows Crowley (supposedly) channeling some sort of energy cone out of his head.
I wonder if his son pestered him to see it all the time. "Come on, Dad, I wanna see the energy cone. Dad! I wanna see it! Come on, Dad! Dad!"