“Stamp down the wretched and the weak: this is the law of the strong: this is our law and the joy of the world.

Aleister Crowley was called the wickedest man in the world. He saw himself as the enemy of the Catholic Church and referred to himself as “The Beast.” He died broke, alone, and addicted to enough morphine to kill an overweight rhino. On paper, he lost. But if you look around at our culture, at the Epstein files just released, or just hop on Twitter you realize he didn’t die; he merely decentralized. Crowley’s writings and practices are the ghost in the machine of every high-level non-disclosure agreement and every “private island” tax haven.

Crowley, who called himself the anti-Christ, didn’t just win the culture war, his side is spiking the ball. Look, this past weekend 3 million pages of Epstein Files were released to our horror. And how many charges will be filed? How many offenders will go to jail? ZERO.

We may just be living in Crowley’s predicted Aeon of Horus, when he predicted mankind will reject God and each person will be their own god. And it turns out the god of the New Age looks exactly like a billionaire who thinks the age of consent is a suggestion.

Aleister Crowley was a man who spent his life looking like a thumb cursed with sentience and a thyroid disfunction.

See. I wasn’t kidding. He looks like Uncle Fester in a very special episode in which he battles his heroin addiction.

He was labeled by the media during his life as “Wickedest Man in the World” for taking part in “sex magick” rituals, people around him going missing, and attempting to summon demons using nothing but his own willpower and a worrying amount of rectal distress.

He wrote several books on magic and created his own religion of Thelema, with a simple mission statement: “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.” Yeah, it’s the kind of thing a fifteen-year-old wearing under-eye eyeliner wrote on his Trapper Keeper in the eight grade before getting suspended for smoking behind the gym. But looking at the smoking crater of 2026, you have to wonder: Did this bald, magic-obsessed weirdo actually win?

For decades, Crowley was just seen as kind of a mascot for rock stars who wanted to look edgy without actually having to sacrifice a goat. Jimmy Page bought his house, and The Beatles put him on a record cover.

But in modern times the “Do what thou wilt” lifestyle stopped looking like a counterculture vibe and began looking like the operating manual for the global elite.

When Crowley said “Do what thou wilt,” he wasn’t talking about your right to choose between almond milk and oat milk. He was talking about a “spiritual aristocracy.” He was talking about a class of people so enlightened (or just rich) that they are legally and morally exempt from the concept of “no.”

In his Book of the Law, the foundational text of Thelema, he writes, “Stamp down the wretched and the weak: this is the law of the strong: this is our law and the joy of the world.”

If you look at the flight logs of the Lolita Express, you’re not seeing a group who missed a Sunday School lesson. You’re sitting front row to witness the final, hideous evolution of Thelema. It’s the belief that if you have enough power, the universe is just a vending machine where the currency is “whatever I feel like doing to you.”

We spent the last century arguing about things like “ethics” and “social contracts,” while the actual winners were busy building a world where the only sin is being too poor to hide your hobbies.

The Department of Justice’s massive document release confirms that the FBI received numerous tips from individuals alleging that Epstein was involved in occult activities or ritualistic abuse.

It has previously been reported that Epstein kept an array of occult books on his shelves. Along with copies of “Lolita” (surprise, surprise), the Berkley Center for Islamic Studies points out that Epstein’s occult bookshelf included, “Secrets of Western Tantra: The Sexuality of the Middle Path” by Christopher S. Hyatt, Ph.D.

The Berkley Center writes:

Rather than Indian Tantra, which was tied up in discipline and taboos, Hyatt’s work seeks to merge Kundalini yoga with Thelemite ritual magic. Hyatt writes of a “New Aeon”, which James Wasserman’s preface refers to explicitly as the “Aeon of the Child” (the child being the result of the unity of male and female). This is an explicit nod to Aleister Crowley’s Aeon of Horus, the child god. Hyatt himself was a practitioner of Crowleyan magic.

Epstein also, according to the Berkley Center, owned a book titled, “Modern Sex Magick: Secrets of Erotic Spirituality” by Donald Michael Kraig. “The book teaches the history and techniques of Western sex magick, and it promises to reveal the “sexual secrets of Kabbalah dating back to the Temple of Solomon in Jerusalem” and analyze “the rarest of Crowley’s sex magick instructions.”

Epstein allegedly took part in weird deadly rituals. He had a temple on his island with a dental chair at its center. For what purpose? The statues on the roof of the temple are often identified as hawks. In occult circles (and specifically in Crowley’s Thelema), the Hawk represents Horus. The “Aeon of Horus,” is a central concept in Crowley’s work.

According to Crowley, the Aeon of Horus occurs when humans realize that “Every man and every woman is a star.” I’m not sure about you but I don’t think anything could describe our current civilizational moment with more clarity. He forgot to mention that some stars have much better lawyers and private security details than others.

The temple itself might have been a symbolic monument to a world where “Do what thou wilt” replaced traditional morality.

But the Epstein/Crowley ethic hasn’t been limited to a small group of elites. This ethical rot has trickled down. Our modern culture is obsessed with “Living Your Truth,” which is essentially Crowley’s motto tightened into a meme-able slogan for modern audiences.

Crowley’s whole brand was “Transgression.” He despised the Catholic Church and sought to break every taboo until the very concept of “taboo” dissolved. Well, we live in an age where every taboo has been shattered. Child sacrifice isn’t something done on top of volcanoes but has become a celebrated institution where women are instructed to “shout your abortion!” Same sex relationships are held up as better than those icky cis traddie marriages, and mutilating children is a virtue now as all must bow at the altar of gender fluidity.

When it came to gender, Crowley believed that every human being is inherently “dual.” To become a “Magus” or an enlightened being, a person must balance their internal masculine and feminine energies. He often referred to this as the “Chemical Wedding” -a term he borrowed from Rosicrucianism (The Rosy Cross). Only by achieving this internal unity can a person discover their True Will.

Whether it’s tech billionaires trying to live forever by injecting the blood of interns or politicians attending weird ceremonies in the woods, the “magick” Crowley preached has not just continued but is now celebrated across western civilization.

We may just be living in the Aeon of Horus, and it turns out the god of the New Age isn’t just a billionaire who thinks the age of consent is a suggestion but it’s all of us.

What must the Church do in this age?

The sad truth is that modern people are bored. They’ve seen everything. They have the sum of all human knowledge in their pockets and use it to watch videos of raccoons eating oranges. The Church must stop focusing on being relatable and mirroring the world. If you want to beat Crowley, you have to out-weird him.

Crowley wore a funny hat and called himself “The Beast.” The Catholic Church has 2,000 years of hermits living in caves, miracles in the sky, and healing springs. This is not even a fair fight, folks.

Stop trying to be “relatable” with acoustic guitars and “Cool Youth Pastor” vibes. Nobody wants a God that feels like a middle-management HR seminar. Give them the incense. Give them the Latin. Give them the terrifying statues of saints and tell their insane stories. People are looking for something that feels more real than their Instagram feed, and “ancient, inexplicable mystery” beats “corporate branding” every time.

The modern “Do What Thou Wilt” ethic is basically life on “Easy Mode” until your soul eventually hits a brick wall of nihilism and collapses into a weeping pile of humanity with empty eyes scrolling Tik-Tok for eternity.

Pitch the Faith as a high-level challenge. Tell people: “Hey, you know how you can do whatever you want and you’re still miserable? That’s because you’re playing the tutorial. Virtue is the final boss.”

Frame self-discipline not as a “no-no” list, but as a spiritual boot camp. (Give your Soul abs!!!) If you can’t say no to a cheeseburger or a spiteful tweet, you aren’t “free,” you’re a prisoner. The Church should be the only place left on Earth that tells you: “No. You’re better than your impulses.”

It’s the ultimate counter-culture. In a world of predators, being a person of absolute, unshakeable moral Law is the only way to actually be a rebel. Our modern age is crying out for rebels. Be one.