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    Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act?
    Without its climax, death, what savour hath
    Life? an impeccable machine, exact
    He paces an inane and pointless path
    To glut brute appetites, his sole content
    How tedious were he fit to comprehend
    Himself! More, this our noble element
    Of fire in nature, love in spirit, unkenned
    Life hath no spring, no axle, and no end.
    His body a bloody-ruby radiant
    With noble passion, sun-souled Lucifer
    Swept through the dawn colossal, swift aslant
    On Eden's imbecile perimeter.
    He blessed nonentity with every curse
    And spiced with sorrow the dull soul of sense,
    Breathed life into the sterile universe,
    With Love and Knowledge drove out innocence
    The Key of Joy is disobedience
    'HYMN TO LUCIFER' by Aleister Crowley
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