As much as my feelings on old Al Crowley seem to rest at a comfortable love/hate, the bastard sure could write. He also came up with many useful templates for crafting one’s own spells and incantations, although it sometimes seems these truly profound accomplishments of his get ignored in favor of the more extreme sensory experiences of elaborate ritual pageantry.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that, it’s just that a few well chosen words well-mastered can be just as powerful and without all the expenses and planning. That said, getting comfortable with your own expressions is a hell of a challenge and in hopes of inspiring some of you out there to write your own magic (or use someone else’s template,) I am sharing my own dedication to Kali Ma modeled after Crowley’s instructions in Liber Astarte for crafting a dedication to align oneself with a deity.

This practice is not necessarily devotionalism. It can be, but it can also simply be something akin to tuning an instrument. Once you really have a grasp on the personality you are tuning in to it becomes easy to dial that force back up again from then on. Rinse and repeat until the ability to differentiate one subtle force from another has been developed.

Without further adieu, Liber Kali by Reverend Janglebones.

I plead unto to thee, most terrible Kali Lend me thy grace and shine thy bright darkness That I may dissolve at thy lotus feet OM MA (x3 _______ Hail demonslayer, great Goddess of black My skull and my sword, they are yours to your service Until your great tongue takes them back OM KRIM KALI (x3) _______ Grandmother weaver, from whom all is born You could blink but your eye and erase every form You could cease but your laughter and freeze time in stone And in you, not ever, has a soul been alone OM KALI MA (x3) _______ Oh mighty and merciful Kali, Without whose darkness there could be not the stars Without whose thirst for destroying illusions Without whose ecstatic emancipation I would be Forever bound and found-less OM KLIM KALIKAYAI NAMAHA (x3) _______ Did you not confer to me a compact When I thought none I could accept, surely? Until the shape of fate laid prone before me From birth unto death Shone the one single thing I’d regret if my breath Shortened early OM SRI MAHA KALIKAYAI NAMAHA (x3) _______ Always do you see me, never falling for my charms Reflecting as a confidante the profundity of my folly Marking out ahead of me the tripwires of desire And chivalrously sounding the alarms OM HRIM SHRIM KLIM ADYA KALIKA PARAM ESHWARI SWAHA (x3) _______ Hail She of shameless night, bare-breasted in Her glory Whose nectar from the deepest rose bestows memento mori I would drink of your sap and collapse in your Shakti I would nap in the lap of the Goddess Kali OM MAHA KALYAI CA VIDMAHE SMASANA VASINYAI CA DHIMAHI TANNO KALI PRACHODAYAT (x3)