Do I think I'm a holy man? Sometimes.

You're certainly not alone in your megalomania. Everyone feels that way-and for good reason. Because it's true!

Make no mistake about it, magick is an art form, and every true magician is an artist.

I eat too much. I drink to much. A greedy selfish such-n-such. But when I wrap my turban on my mind is clear, I'm 'Baba Lon'.

God and I will achieve Supreme Enlightenment at the same moment.

It is the profoundest of cosmic ironies. The divine power, our true spiritual essence, does not achieve perfection until it hits the 'rock' bottom of the cosmos - the dense and crude earth. It remains imperfect until the moment of entombment for the simple reason that until that dark nadir is reached the experiential adventure of existence remains incomplete, and Self is not yet endowed with the entire spectrum of the light of consciousness - from spirit to matter - from the highest high to the lowest low.

The gods of one age become the devils of the age to follow. The priests look forward to the age to come and see only the end of the world.