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Thelema Artwords is your opportunity to acquire original artwork embellished with the widely known occult poetry of author and magician Keith Rowley, or even with your own poetic works.


	Aleister Crowley Artwords Portrait Commissioned for Norway Bespoke Thelemic Art ...Bespoke Occult Art This example, a portrait of Aleister Crowley (as shown on our Home Page) was commissioned for our valued client Bard Sundsfjord in Norway. The Words flowing over the image are extracted from Crowley's great 'Hymn to Pan'. We would be delighted to receive your poetry, or any poetry of your choice for embedding in a painting that we would make especially for you. This is the Magick of Thelema Artwords, bespoke Thelemic Art, bespoke Occult Art. The Necromancer We show here another example of how we might match rhyme with image. The work is named The Necromancer (poem and Artwork not yet combined). Both the Occult Art and poem invoke the shadows of fate as determined by human choice, by the exertion of individual will which is the central tenet of Thelema and the successful practice of Magick. The Necromancer - by Keith Rowley Painting by Hettie Rowley Alone, I walk the roads of death In the silence of the three Piercing shrouds of life, of breath And soon I come for thee Beyond the roil of worldly strife It is my fate to tread Walking through the shadow lands Communing with the dead You know me not, Oh! mortal man So blinded by life’s glimmer But the shadows of my shroud you’ll touch As life’s flame flickers dimmer Of gossamer, of shadow thread I weave a spell for thee All bound with wails of ruined souls Death’s monstrous filigree Chill and deadly, Ruin’s hands E'er spin the threads of death I yearn for the, I wait for thee I hasten thy last breath I am the power behind the dark The conjurer of fear I am the icy kiss of death Behind the wall of fear The river of your life flows fast Between the shores of years It bears thee ever on to me Behind the veil of tears Listen! Listen, ‘mid the dark ‘Mid the silence of the night I seek for thee, I yearn for thee Thy soul to scorn and blight Closer, closer, art thou born By light of Moon and Sun I see thy face so clearly now Thy life is all undone To me! To me, Oh mortal soul To me thy life steers straight No god awaits on brilliant throne Thy soul is mine by right. \| Occult Artworks \| Occult Artworks 2 \| Flora Fauna, People and Places \| The Thelema Artwords Page \| \| Return Home \| Art Mall \| Thelema Literature \| Contact \| Magick \| Thelema Prints \| The Crowley Tarot \| Blogs and Forums \| Thelema Guest Book \|