LIBER DCCCXXXVII -- THE LAW OF LIBERTY
by Aleister Crowley
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
I. I am often asked why I begin my letters this way. No
matter whether I am writing to my lady or to my butcher, always
I begin with these eleven words. Why, how else should I begin?
What other greeting could be so glad? Look, brother, we are
free! Rejoice with me, sister, there is no law beyond Do what
II. I write this for those who have not read our Sacred
Book, the Book of the Law, or for those who, reading it, have
somehow failed to understand its perfection. For there are many
matters in this Book, and the Glad Tidings are now here, now
there, scattered throughout the Book as the Stars are scattered
through the field of Night. Rejoice with me, all ye people! At
the very head of the Book stands the great charter of our
godhead: "Every man and every woman is a star." We are all free,
all independent, all shining gloriously, each one a radiant
world. Is not that good tidings?
Then comes the first call of the Great Goddess Nuit, Lady of
the Starry Heaven, who is also Matter in its deepest
metaphysical sense, who is the infinite in whom all we live and
move and have our being. Hear Her first summons to us men and
women: "Come forth, O children, under the stars, and take your
fill of love! I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours.
My joy is to see your joy." Later She explains the mystery of
sorrow. "For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of
"This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division
is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all."
It is shown later how this can be, how death itself is an
ecstasy like love, but more intense, the reunion of the soul
with its true self.
And what are the conditions of this joy, and peace, and
glory? Is ours the gloomy asceticism of the Christian, and the
Buddhist, and the Hindu? Are we walking in eternal fear lest
some "sin" should cut us off from "grace"? By no means.
"Be ye 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."
This is the only point to bear in mind, that every act must
be a ritual, an act of workship, a sacrament. Live as the kings
and princes, crowned and uncrowned, of this world, have always
lived, as masters always live; but let it not be
self-indulgence; make your self-indulgence your religion.
When you drink and dance and take delight, you are not being
"immoral," you are not "risking your immortal soul"; you are
fulfilling the precepts of our holy religion -- provided only
that you remember to regard your actions in this light. Do not
lower yourself and destroy and cheapen your pleasure by leaving
out the supreme joy, the consciousness of the Peace that passeth
understanding. Do not embrace mere Marian or Melusine; she is
Nuit Herself, specially concentrated and incarnated in a human
form to give you infinite love, to bid you taste even on earth
the Elixir of Immortality. "But ecstasy be mine and joy on
earth; ever To me! To me!"
Again She speaks: "Love is the law, love under will." Keep
pure your highest ideal; strive ever toward it without allowing
aught to stop you or turn you aside, even as a star sweeps upon
its incalculable and infinite course of glory, and all is Love.
The Law of your being becomes Light, Life, Love and Liberty. All
is peace, all is harmony and beauty, all is joy.
For hear, how gracious is the Goddess: "I give unimaginable
joys on earth: certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death;
peace unutterable, rest, ecstasy; nor do I demand aught in
Is not this better than the death-in-life of the slaves of
the Slave-Gods, as they go oppressed by consciousness of "sin,"
wearily seeking or simulating wearisom and tedious "virtues"?
With such, we who have accepted the Law of Thelema have
nothing to do. We have heard the Voice of the Star-Goddess: "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!" And thus She ends:
"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! I am
the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of
the voluptuous night-sky. To me! To me!" and with these words
"The Manifestation of Nuit is at an end."
III. In the next chapter of our book is given the word of
Hadit, who is the complement of Nuit. He is eternal energy, the
Infinite Motion of Things, the central core of all being. The
manifested Universe comes from the marriage of Nuit and Hadit;
without this could no thing be. This eternal, this perpetual
marriage-feast is then the nature of things themselves; and
therefore everything that is, is a crystallization of divine
Hadit tells us of Himself: "I am the flame that burns in the
heart of every man, and in the core of every star." He is then
your own inmost divine self; it is you, and not another, who are
lost in the constant rapture of the embraces of Infinite Beauty.
A little further on He speaks of us:
"We are not for the poor and the sad; the lords of the earth
are our kinsfolk."
"Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us.
They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us."
"Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor,
force and fire, are of us." Later, concerning death, He says:
"Think not, O king, upon that lie: That Thou must Die: verily
thou shalt not die, but live. Now let it be understood: if the
body of the King dissolve, he shall remain in pure ecstasy for
ever." When you know that, what is left but delight? And how are
we to live meanwhile?
"It is a lie, this folly against self -- Be strong, man!
lust, enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear not that any
God shall deny thee for this."
Again and again, in words like these, He sees the expansion
and the development of the soul through joy.
Here is the Calendar of our Church: "But ye, O my people,
rise up and awake! Let the rituals be rightly performed with joy
and beauty!" Remember that all acts of love and pleasure are
rituals, must be rituals. "There are rituals of the elements and
feasts of the times. A feast for the first night of the Prophet
and his Bride! A feast for the three days of the writing of the
Book of the Law. A feast for Tahuti and the children of the
Prophet -- secret, O prophet! A feast for the Supreme Ritual and
a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A feast for fire and a
feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death!
A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A
feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost
delight! Aye! Feast! Rejoice! There is no dread hereafter. There
is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu." It
all depends on your own acceptance of this new law, and you are
not asked to beleive anything, to accept a string of foolish
fables beneath the intellectual level of a Bushman and the moral
level of a drug-fiend. All you have to do is to be yourself, to
do your will, and to rejoice.
"Dost thou fail? Art thou sorry? Is fear in thine heart?" He
says again: "Where I am, these are not." There is much more of
the same kind; enough has been quoted already to make all clear.
But there is a further injunction. "Wisdom says; be strong! Then
canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal: refine thy rapture! If
thou drink, drink by the eight-and-ninety rules of art; if thou
love, exceed by delicacy; and if thou do aught joyous, let there
be subtlety therein! But exceed! exceed! Strive ever to more!
and if thou art truly mine -- and doubt it not, an if thou art
ever joyous! -- death is the crown of all."
Lift yourselves up, my brothers and sisters of the earth! Put
beneath your feet all fears, all qualms, all hesitancies! Lift
yourselves up! Come forth, free and joyous, by night and day, to
do your will; for "There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt."
Lift yourlseves up! Walk forth with us in Light and Life and
Love and Liberty, taking our pleasure as Kings and Queens in
Heaven and on Earth.
The sun is arisen; the spectre of the ages has been put to
flight. "The word of Sin is Restriction," or as it has been
otherwise said on this text: That is Sin, to hold thine holy
Go on, go on in thy might; and let no man make thee afraid.
Love is the law, love under will.
[The quotations in this essay are from Liber AL vel Legis -- The
Book of the Law. This essay reprinted from the pamphlet released
by Society for the Propagation of Religious Truth.]
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