Crowley demonstrating yogic postures

I used to be afraid of meeting with beasts
but I dreamt too many stories where
Ariadnes loved their bull-brothers and
princesses took their dragons to heart
and now there is a desperation in me
for teeth and claws and anger.
Leave me in the maze stringless and
dazed and let the monster chew me up
and spit me out bloodied and hardened.
I will learn vengeance and I will learn
rage and I will be eaten up until I am
tough enough to face a world that would
keep me soft and helpless.
Let me not just meet with monsters
but let me love them also.
For her ways are ways of death,
and her paths are roads of sin,
and her tracks are pathways to iniquity,
and her by-ways are rebellious wrong-doings.
Her gates are gates of death,
and from the entrance of the house
she sets out towards the underworld.
None of those who enter there will ever return,
and all who possess her will descend to the Pit.
The Dead Sea Scrolls, 4Q184