Subject: Letters to Fr. Sup. (was OTO QC check...) Orig-To: thelema93-l now @egroups.com From: nagasiva@luckymojo.com (nigris ((666) 333)) 49990804 IVom E6! Orig-From: Frater (I) Nigris [Old Letters] Content: Old Letter to the Caliph Editor, _Magical Link_ Hymenaeus Beta, X' OTO P.O. Box 146 Buffalo, NY 14215 9206.01 In the name of Allah, most Beneficent, most Merciful "Note, pray thee, the whole implication of the chapter that sooner or later we are to break the power of the slaves of the slave-gods by actual fighting. Ultimately, Freedom must rely upon the sword. It is impossible to treat in this epistle of the vast problems involved in this question; and they must be decided in accordance with the Law by those in authority in the Order when the time comes." _Liber CCC: Khabs Am Pehkt_, The Master Therion. "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me down to lie. Through pastures green he leadeth me, the silent waters by. With bright knives he releaseth my soul. He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places. He converteth me to lamb cutlets, For lo, he hath great power, and great hunger. When cometh the day we lowly ones, Through quiet reflection, and great dedication, Master the art of karate. Lo, we shall rise up, And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water." 'Sheep', Roger Waters, from the album, 'Animals'. "Fight in the cause of Allah Those who fight you, But do not transgress limits; For Allah loveth not transgressors. And slay them Wherever ye catch them, And turn them out From where they have Turned you out; For tumult and oppression Are worse than slaughter; But fight them not At the Sacred Mosque, Unless they (first) Fight you there; But if they fight you, Slay them. Such is the reward Of those who suppress faith." _The Holy Qu'ran_, Surah 2, v. 190-191, Tr. 'Abdullah Yusuf 'Ali. "As brothers fight ye!" _Liber Al vel Legis_, III:59. "Fight! Fight like gentlemen, without malice, because fighting is the best game in the world, and love the second best! Don't slander your enemy, as the newspapers would have you do; just kill him, and then bury him with honor. Don't keep crying 'Foul!' like a fifth-rate pugilist. Don't boast! Don't squeal! If you're down, get up and hit him again! Fights of this sort make fast friends." _The Law is for All_, by Aleister Crowley, Regardie Ed., page 319. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. The word of Sin is Restriction. Allegiance to Thee O Frater Superior! The _Magical Link_ discloses the combat which the Order now sets upon in its glory. Gathering strength from all sides, O.T.O. brings justice unto the World of Religion through its efforts to protect itself from the slaves of the slave-gods. The Face of the Order is fierce indeed; a face of strength and stamina. The concern expressed in this letter deals not with the outer battle of lawyers and cases and evidence, but of an inner battle which seeths within the Order as a malignant stressor, chained and putrifying in its repression. The _Magical Link_ portrays a distinct lack of difference within the Order. Nowhere does it display the struggle of a healthy social organism, fighting as brothers before a King whose hand decides issues of fealty and esteem. Instead it passively displays a scholarly, emotionless veneer, denying the real struggle which can be clearly seen within the Order. Not even of power-plays and social status-mongering do I speak, but of a comparison of opinion; the Work of the Sword of Reason to free those minds beset by dogma and stupidity. A multitude of contradictory missives does not create a liberative process of Philosophy. Only through dialog and disclosure, attack and withdrawal can such a Holy War be fought and won, releasing the pent-up aggressions and fears of a host of valiant warriors who have begun to chew the bits of restriction fitted upon them. Fear lurks in the hearts of the Knights of Baphomet, my Liege. I have seen it. It is not the healthy fear of a Warrior setting off in defense of hir country and kin, but a fear of punishment and further restriction in response to 'fifth-rate pugilists' who squeal and cry 'Foul!' when their will proves insufficient to protect them against their betters. These latter would have You fight their battles for them, have You decide a matter of personal honor with the unwieldy and overheavy force of RULE. This shall only bring death to freedom and an abandonment of its carcass. I only hope that these words of concern are echoed in Thy mind or Thine ear if perchance this heartfelt letter reaches not its destination. I remain ever Your subject in word and deed, Invoke me under my stars. Love is the law, love under will. Yours in deepest sincerety and warmest regards, Frater (I) Nigris (DCLXVI) CCCXXXIII EOF