And on a related note, In light of the new movie loosely based on Ron's start up of Scientology and COS, called
THE MASTER...
Here is some of Aleister Crowley's actual writing, called
"The Voice of The Master"
"
THE VOICE.
It is not given to flesh and blood, till they be seven times purged, purged through and through, to dwell in the sanctuary of the Heart of the Master.
My fervour is exhausted; my faith fails; I fall from the rapture of passion that pours through the abyss of space. All things feel It; all things live by It; yet nothing that knows itself knows It as It is.
So now I, burning up, yet not burnt through, in the glory of that Light, vibrating to, yet not vibrating altogether with, the vigour of that Pulse, am just so far attuned to the Heart of the Master that was pure Rapture in that sublime moment of union is translated into what seems a solemn music - born very far through the still air - a Voice declaring the Secret of the Sanctuary to every ear in just such measure as that ear is able to receive it.
THE TEN SECRET JOYS OF THE MASTER.
At first the music is as if muffled, a murmur of the wind behind impenetrable veils.
000. NOTHING ONLY EXISTS, AND IS ALL THINGS.
After a pause of deeply-rooted Silence:
00. THERE IS NO LIMIT.
Silence again, as if the very bowels of Nature were thrilled with stillness:
0. THE SUM OF ALL IS BOUNDLESS LIGHT.
Now there is suddenly a gathering together of the essence of Silence; it is as focused at a Point:
1. THOU ARE THAT WHICH THOU CHOOSEST TO THINK THYSELF, IMMUNE TO ALL, FOR IT IS NOTHING BUT A POINT OF VIEW.
Now there bursts forth a Wave of Light, and there rolls forth in majesty of Thunder:
2. THY NAME, WHICH IS THY WORD, IS THE SUBSTANCE OF THY WILL, WHOSE MODE OF ACTION CONSTITUTES EXISTENCE. CHANCE.
The Music swiftly sinks to a low brooding rapture, solemn and slow:
3. THAT WHICH THOU CREATEST IS THINE UNDERSTANDING OF THY LOVE.
Then comes a sudden shaking and confusion, as if the harmony were broken up into innumerable fragments; clashing together, nor is there any speech articulate; until a fearful blast peals forth, a trumpeting of Majesty. But within the blare of the tempest sounds a Voice steady and stern, yet full of peace and kindliness
4. THE NECCESSITY OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE MEASURE OF THY RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Now follows martial music, wild and full of the rushing of Fire:
5. THE MOVEMENT OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE FULFILMENT OF THINE ENERGY.
And this is blended with the echo of all former voices and their music, so that the whole Abyss is filled with their orchestration to one Symphony.
6. THE ORDER OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE EXPRESSION OF THY RAPTURE OF BEAUTY.
This fades away into a deep and tender tune, like nightingales beside a waterfall; and the voice comes twittering:
7. THE SENSIBILITY OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE TRIUMPH OF THINE IMAGINATION.
Quick thrills inform the air, the perpetual quire of myriads of young boys and girls:
8. THE MUTABILITY OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE SPLENDOUR OF THINE INGENUITY.
And now again all sound is gathered into one, an endless monotone of power impregnable, like the trumpeting of an elephant in Spring:
9. THE STABILITY OF THE UNIVERSE IS CHANGE, THE ASSURANCE OF THY TRUTH.
Then, last of all, the soul of Music takes the shape of a pure Maiden’s voice, and she sings:
10. THE PERFECTION OF THE UNIVERSE IS THE REALIZATION OF THE IDEAL OF THY PASSION.
Lo, in the Silence following is my spirit so enlightened at its apprehension of these Secret Joys of the Master, that I was once more lost to myself and lived again for a little while in Him."
From:
http://www.rahoorkhuit.net/library/crowley/heart.html
Note the odd numbering starting from treble zed, triple zero? It is a magical gimmick which Ron copied in Scientology 0-8: The book of Basics, and in the tone scale which rises or falls from 0.0 Body Death.
Just an interesting side note!
I thought I was the only one who noticed that. Just disgusting! 
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