Curses are for Cowards and the Lame Ass Legacy of Aleister Crowley

Posted By: Thad McKraken MAR 2, 2016

Truth? This isn’t really an article I wanted to write at all. The problem is that I’ve unfortunately received constant questions soliciting advice in regards to how to best curse people over the years. So, just like how a while back I typed up my handy super simplistic guide to contacting extra dimensional forms of intelligence through sex magick, I figured I’d also toss up my take on curses. Saves me from typing up the thing same shit over and over again. I can just forward a link.

I’ve already had this online conversation on a couple occasions (like my new FB author page for real time magick weirdness), but when someone asks me for curse recommendations my initial question to them is: why are you such a pussy? To which they normally get all wha? and I’m like: exactly what I said, why are you such a pussy? If you want to cause malicious harm to someone why don’t you just do it? Go kick their ass. Fuck their wife. Burn their house down. Rob ‘em blind. Kill one of their kids. Oh, I see, you wouldn’t do that because you’re a pussy. Not only are you too scared to confront this person directly, you’re also afraid of going to prison. You’re scared of maybe someone they know beating your ass or wanting you dead and potentially executing that desire. What you want is a way to inflict pain on someone, but you don’t want to do it to their face, and you don’t want there to be any consequences, because you’re a total pussy.

The reason I’m bringing this up is because guess what, if you truly and properly execute a curse with malicious intent, what you’re going to deal with is most likely going to be far worse than a lifetime in prison or getting your ass beat. If you desperately must harm someone, go with the direct approach. With curses, you might just accidentally damn yourself to several more lifetimes in this black iron prison to sort out the mess you’ve made. You’re supposed to be trying to get the fuck out of this cycle and that’s going to drag you in exact the wrong direction. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction and casting a hex on someone is just going to end up backfiring on you eventually, maybe not in this life, but the likelihood you’re truly going to get away with it in the sense you’d love to believe is probably slim to none. I’m not saying it isn’t possible I suppose. I’m also not saying it’d even work. If that person’s storyline is more vital to the 5th dimensional freak show film that is our reality, your weak willed ass probably ain’t doing shit to slow down that trajectory. And if you had a strong enough will, you’d probably be too smart to get involved with this petty bullshit in the first place. So your curse would probably work most effectively if you were casting it on weak morally corrupt people who’s lives are essentially shit in the first place. Kind of like kicking a puppy and I don’t really see the point.

Now, don’t get me wrong. In reading Abramelin last year, I found it interesting that he specifically advised not to use curses on anyone who isn’t directly threatening your life. If that’s the case, then I suppose I’d concede that desperate times require desperate measures. If I was in a situation like that, I’d certainly use magick to combat it, but I can’t say I’d be using curses specifically though. I’ve seen some corporate curse demonstrations lately and it’s not like I have a problem with people trying to use psychic energy to better society. I just think that if you really wanted to attempt this sort of thing and have it work with any real efficacy, you’d have to do what I’d consider a white magick curse.

Here’s the thing. That person or persons you’re trying to curse is you. All consciousness is interconnected, and as I was once told in a trance state:“the best of us are tied to the worst of us”. We’re all part of this same plot structure of divine rambling madness. It’s why magick works and again, this is just what I’ve been shown repeatedly in various astral contact encounters over the years. You could say it’s just me being crazy, but oh hey, there it is over and over again echoing throughout pretty much every spiritual tradition in history. It’s why Abramelin is telling you not to fuck over people who aren’t a direct threat to your personhood with magick. You’re fucking yourself over. These are not super difficult concepts to grasp unless you’re intentionally trying not to grasp them.

Which is why I think a white magick hex would absolutely work. I think you could change someone’s story arch quite spectacularly with inner gestures. I think you could “teach them a lesson” as it were. But that’d be the thing, you would do this by helping them. It might be an amusingly brutal lesson you spark in motion, but ultimately you’d have to be doing what you’re doing to aid this person in their spiritual progression. In your spiritual progression, because again, they ARE you on some level. If you had this purity of intent, I imagine a white magick corrective action spell could be quite effective. Hell, maybe a mass coordinated effort could transform a heinous corporation into a benevolent cooperative daemon force. Problem is, I honestly doubt too many people into things like magick have anywhere near the proper distance from our little purgatory to manifest that sort of immaculate intention at this point in human history. The church’s horror movie slandering of things like the Occult pretty much thusly ensures that the best and the brightest stay far far away from the stuff. It typically attracts the weakest and most psychologically damaged. The posthumous popularity of Aleister Crowley certainly doesn’t help matters. Dude played right into the church’s hands, with his “I want to be all evil” posturing.

And hey, I’m honestly more than a bit sick of writing, talking, or thinking about Crowley at this point, but there is one thing that I never got to in either of the pieces I wrote about his unique brand of hack magick last year (here and here), which involved his reckless use of curses. Again, I’m like one of those former Scientologists on Going Clear in regards to AC. I bought into the idea that the guy was some sort of spiritual genius hook line and sinker for quite some time. So it was sort of shocking to learn more about the man on not the myth (anyone who has this hippied out version of Crowley in your head, I strongly recommend reading up on the dude a bit more, he was an abjectly miserable goth junkie asshole, not a free love hippie bro. I recommend Gary Lachman’s book). Truthfully, the thing that struck me most in delving more into the life of Crowley was that he cursed people constantly for no reason at all really. Just because he was a douche who wanted to be evil. Someone looked at AC wrong or accidentally spilled a drink on him at a party, guy was going to go home and try to summon daemons to smite them.

Here’s where it gets weird. I’ve literally listened to lectures by hardcore Crowley fanboys where they advise strongly against cursing anyone and appropriately chastise the practice as being juvenile, then in the next sentence speak of him as if he were some supreme master. It’s like, errrrrrrr, didn’t your hero curse pretty much everyone all the time? Didn’t that always seem to blow up in his face? Didn’t he spend the last 20 odd years of his life as broke drunken smack zombie despite the fact that he basically had everything handed to him on a silver platter by society? And I think that’s the biggest popular myth about Crowley, that he was a genius rebel who was beaten down by a repressive puritanical society. Bullshit, he was a trust fund kid with a crapton of high society connections who was beaten down by his own emotional retardation and arrogance.

The guy flagrantly rejected the teachings of Abramelin and the basic laws of karma in general. Bad idea. He tried to turn an ancient noble art into some fuck-bitches-get-money, spite your enemies bullshit, the repercussions of which can still be felt today I might point out. Mormonism is more popular than the Occult. Scientology is. That Church of Satan’s brand of militant dark nerd atheism is currently more popular than magick. I personally love watching Occultists talk about how things like karma and purity of intent are just the new age movement seeping into magick. Yeah, the new age movement that went back in time and got to Abramelin. Totally.

Of course you’ll recall that the reason I started reading and researching Crowley a bit more last year had to do with me confronting something largely unpleasant about his legacy first hand i.e. that the true blue fuck boi great beast believers emulate his assholishness in their own lives. They look up to him as some sort of master and think that’s part of the game. They curse people for incredibly petty reasons. They shoot smack because he’s their junkie icon. If Crowley can be a master magickian flame out, then so can I damn it. He’s famous. I want to be famous. I’d actually completely forgotten until I stumbled on an article recently pointing out that when Jimmy Page went through his hardcore Crowley phase, he also just so happened to get near cripplingly addicted to heroin and produce the worst music of his career up to that point. Coincidence? Nope.

Then there’s Kenneth Anger. Now, don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love two of Kenneth Anger’s short films. Both Inauguration of the Pleasure Domeand Lucifer Rising are two of the best psychedelic films to come out of the 70’s, and that’s saying something. I think Anger’s take on Crowley is actually far more interesting than Crowley himself ever was, and I wouldn’t even deny the influence on at least half of the cut up film I made (only a prototype below mind you, whole expanded psilocybin ritual edition should be out by the end of the year):

It’s funny that the film heavily re-arranges clips from the 70’s cult movie Simon King of Witches. Hmmm, what’s the theme of that movie exactly? Yeah, it’s about the karmic repercussions involved with casting spells. In fact, a plot involving the resolution of lower dimensional sexual karma as a means to enter the higher realms ended up embedding itself in our feature, which we weren’t intending consciously at all. So, it’s as a fan of Kenneth Anger’s work that you eventually start wondering, hey, what on earth happened to the guy? And the answer is: fuck nothing. He made two godhead brilliant short films, then never did anything worth a damn for the rest of his life really. I’d never honestly considered this much until stumbling on some articles while bored at work recently, but from what I’ve read, if I was to guess as to why that is exactly, I’d say it had to do with him constantly cursing people for no reason. The more you read about Anger (and I don’t honestly recommend it), the more you realize the guy is the walking embodiment of what’s wrong with fuck boi Crowley worship in the first place.

KA wanted to be Crowley soooo bad. He emulated nearly everything about the dude. He was an asshole. He cursed people continually, as far as I can tell purely because he was mad that they didn’t like him being an asshole to them. He had tons of high end connections and squandered them by being a piece of shit. He’s a compulsive liar and when you read up on AC, that’s the most glaring aspect of his personality that comes through. The guy was one of those drunks who constantly spouted lies about his supposed Occult accomplishments, lies that people believe to this day I might point out (there is literally an Aleister Crowley vs. Hitler graphic novel coming out soon, which is the lamest idea for anything ever. Anyone vs. Hitler is beyond played out at this point, but framing Crowley as some sort of war hero is patently ridiculous). Christ, as I found out not long ago, it took Anger over a decade just to complete Lucifer Rising, which is a 20 minute fucking film. He was friends with two of the biggest bands in the world and screwed that up royally by being a total douche. Just…like…his…hero. His spiritual mentor. Much like Crowley, Anger’s career wasn’t derailed by repressive societal forces conspiring against him, it took a nose dive because of his own embrace of AC’s primal dysfunction.

Look, do I think that believing Aleister Crowley was some sort of master magickian is any weirder than believing Joseph Smith was? L. Ron Hubbard? The Pope? Nope, but I think it’s equally ridiculous. Those other beliefs are far more prevalent I might point out. Anyone who tells you they’re some sort of spiritual master is full of shit. I’ve documented the knowledge and conversation I initiated with my Holy Guardian Alien in a far more coherent and continual way than Crowley ever even came close to (new book out soon but you can currently pick up the first volume for 3 freaking bucks), and I don’t claim to be a master. Quite the opposite, I think what I’m doing will seem like child’s play in another 100 years or so. If there’s one theme that’s resonated through the transmissions I’ve received over the years, it’s that I’m still a kid in a spiritual sense. There are aspects of human psychology we haven’t collectively studied in any sort of calculated manner as of yet but from a practical, more psychological standpoint, I think it’s fairly safe to say that embracing your inner emotional retard by emulating Crowley is probably going to blow up in your face, just like it did for him. Just like it did for Kenneth Anger. But hey, if you want to live out even more lifetimes of continual tedium locked into the flesh world people call planet earth and I call hell, then by all means, curse away. I, for one, am trying to get the fuck out of here.

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