This movie In Search Of The Great Beast 666 was apparently made by a quasi-sentient fungus with no sense of humor, or it was made by my grandmother. By this I mean it is a tad biased against Frater Perderabo.

Aleister Crowley (seen here as a kitty cat) is a polarizing, yet deeply significant, person. This movie seems kind of fluffy to me, although it’s pleasing to watch. I’m watching this now, and I’m at 1:54 of a 2:06 long movie and we’re still in 1924. Crowley died in 1947. I know nothing of this movie other than there’s a lot of corn in it. They play the old ” Is George W Bush the grandson of Aleister Crowley?”  thing. Holy mackerel. Tell when the Rapture is while you’re at it, numbnuts.

It’s free to watch, and it’s even sponsored by Goldman Sachs. Make of that what you will. I think it’s the Craziest thing ever.

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Love Is The Paw. Love Under Milk

This hilarious lolcat was found on Tumblr, and I liberated for the non Tumblrs. Aleister Crowley’s famous pose (see the original here) is made sillier with the kitty face. Thelema can take a joke, I mean why else do all male OTO members have goatees? Just kidding, fraters.

Moutaineer, Brewer, Poet, Writer, Chess Master, Polyglot, Genius

Front porch pundits Jackie and Dunlap, from Red State Update, have created a commercial for Aleister Crowley for president in 2012.  It’s hilarious, mainly because there is a real knowledge of Crowley and Thelema shown in their hijinks.  I was surprised at how funny this is. I’ve written of Crowley before.

The Aleister Crowley for president thing is real, as a write in campaign. The purpose is to not only show disdain for the bullshit same old/same old by writing in a silly name (Mickey Mouse, or Cthulhu) but to also show a yearning for Liberty. Whatever. It’s funny, and I like it. I would say it’s the Funniest Shit Ever.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cW2V6QsLrWg

Occultist, Artist, All Around Neat Fella

Happy Monday, Youdopia. I am throwing this video up, straight from the wonderful Daily Grail, because it features the legendary Alan Moore. Not only that, it’s Alan Moore talking about Austin Osman Spare. Austin Osman Spare was an artist, occultist, and spooooooooooky bloke. I know very little about him, although I recognize some of his work. I think Jimmy Page was into him back in the Boleskine days. All hail the iconoclasts, and the freemen who explore the space between their own ears. It’s the Coolest Thing Ever.

Well, I’m trying… again. The drunk w/o drink carries on the Hibernian tradition of living on charm and bluster. For the first time in years, probably over a decade, I performed the LBRP. It’s funny how quickly it came back to me. I have been shown recently that I have no clothes, emperor-wise. And it’s true. My fingers strain to write in that old style… bile and beligerence, but I no longer drink. At least I don’t drink like that anymore. So… again I see that I seem to be missing a key piece of the puzzle. I seem to be like a very nice computer, with a fast processor, and tons of RAM, but missing the “g” key. The times, they are a-changing. So… I did the LBRP in an attempt to clear the air. It was nice.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your Philosophy.

-Hamlet, Act 1, Scene V