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
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The poem is not bad, given the content indicates it was written by a disturbed mind.
This is a true satanism poem! Rebellion of man the curses they bring upon themselves their free will no doubt.
The Key of Joy is disobedience! Well, it's definitely more fun to be bad! ! ! ! I shall remember this line forever now. How utterly perfect!
Crowley's compositions are always impecceble... Wisely pre-meditated. This counts as one of my favourites, ALL HAIL LUCIFER
In my opinion, this together with 'Hymn to Pan' are the best poems by thy best poet - Aleister Crowley. Can't believe that the last comment on his brilliancy was 2 years ago... And I also have the whole poem written on the beginning page of my notebook, beneath the unicursal hexagram and the line 'The Key of Joy is disobedience' with darker shrift.
I have this written in my notebook! 'The Key of Joy is Disobedience.' I love that line.
Tis an impeccable poem