The Stele of Revelation

What is the Stele of Revelation? What is its significance for Thelema?


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Produced by: 

Frater Ashtar

Production Date: 

December 22, 2020

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The Stele of Revelation is a wooden board covered with stucco and painted on both sides with mythological scenes and hieroglyphs. It comes from Gurna (Thebes) and was made to commemorate the death of the Theban priest of the God Mentu called Ankh-f-n-Khonsu. It dates back to The Late Twentieth Dynasty (725 B. C. E.)., but Aleister Crowley, based on the dating attributed by scholars to his ERA, attributes it to the XXVI Dynasty.
Although many objects were typically sealed inside the tomb along with the body, funeral steles such as this were placed outside the tomb as a focal point for offerings from friends and relatives of the deceased.

Its dimensions are 51.5 x 31 cm and its current home is the Egyptian National Museum in Cairo (formerly Boulak Museum), exactly on the upper floor of the building, room 22 (current catalog number 9422).

The Stele of Revelation is especially sacred to the Thelemites, considered by them the sacred talisman of The Current 93. Through this artifact, the law of Thelema was revealed to Aleister Crowley on April 8, 9, and 10, 1904 C. E., After the extraordinary event known as the “Equinox of the Gods” on March 20, 1904, which ushered in the New Aeon of Horus. In fact, immediately after the discovery of the Stele in the Cairo Museum, Crowley received, from the Preteruman entity Aiwaz (Aiwass), the mystical communication known as The Book of the law (Liber AL Vel Legis), the Supreme Tantra of the Aeon of Horus.
Many of the contents discovered by Crowley in the Stele of Revelation laid the foundation for these important verses of pre-human origin.

Translation of the hieroglyphs of the Stele of Revelation

High: Hadit, the Great God, Lord Of Heaven.

Above to sinistrat: Ra-Hoor-Khut, chief of the gods.

Above right: the deceased, prophet of Mentu, Lord Of Thebes, the one for whom the gates of Heaven are opened to Thebes, Ankh-f-n-khonsu.

Under the altar: bread, water, cattle and chicken.

The deceased, the Prophet of Mentu, Lord Of Thebes, Ankh-f-n-khonsu, the truthful says: “O you, sublime! I adore the greatness of your spirits, or formidable soul, which infuses terror among the gods. Appearing on his great throne, he crosses the path of soul, spirit, and body, having received light, being armed, I have walked my path to the place where Ra, Tum, Khephra, and Hathor are; I, the deceased priest of Mentu, lord of Thebes, Ankh-f-n-khonsu, the son of a person of the same rank, Bes-n-Maut, and of the priestess of Amoun-Ra, the lady of the house Ta-Nech.”

Paraphrase by Aleister Crowley on hieroglyphs on the Stele of Revelation


Up there, the frosty blue is
The naked splendor of Nuit;
She bends in ecstasy to kiss
The ardent secrets of Hadit.
The winged Globe, The Starry Blue,
They’re mine, O Ankh-af-na-Khonsu!

I am The Lord Of Thebes, and I
The inspired announcer of Mentu;
For me the veiled sky will thin out,
The self-killed Ankh-af-na-Khonsu
Whose words are truth. I invoke, I greet
Your presence, O Ra-Hoor-Khuit!

Supreme unity demonstrated!
I love the power of your breath,
Supreme and terrible God,
What do the gods and death
Trembling in front of you –
I, I love you!

Appear on the throne of Ra!
Open the ways of the Khu!
Clear the streets of the Ka!
The streets of Khabs flow
To stir or calm me down!
Aum! May this satisfy me!

The light is mine; its rays consume me:
I made a secret door
In the House of Ra and Tum,
Khephra and Ahathoor.
I am thy Theban, O Mentu,
The Prophet Ankh-af-na-Khonsu!

With Bes-na-Maut I beat my chest;
With the wise Ta-Nech I understand my formulas.
Show your splendor-starry, O Nuit!
Order me to dwell in your house,
O Winged Serpent Of Light, Hadit!
Stay With Me, Ra-Hoor-Khuit!


Says the brother of Mentu, the one who tells the truth,
Who was Master Of Thebes from his birth:
O my heart, my mother’s heart!
O heart that I had on Earth!
Don’t stand against me as a witness!
Don’t oppose me, judge, in my investigation!
Do not accuse me now of incapacity
Before the Great God, the terrible God of the West!
Why did I hook up to each other
With a spell, such as their mystical belt,
The land and the wonderful West,
When you prosper, O Earth, on your bosom!

The deceased man Ankh-f-N-Khonsu
He speaks with his voice of truth and calm:
Or you with one arm!
Or you shining in the moon!
I weave you into the rotating magic formula;
I draw you in with the undulating melody.

The deceased man Ankh-f-N-Khonsu
He separated himself from the dark multitudes,
He joined the inhabitants of the light,
Opening the Duant, the abode of the stars,
Having received his keys.
The deceased man Ankh-f-N-Khonsu
He made his move in the night,
To make his pleasure on Earth
Among the living.