Ankh-af-na-Khonsu’s dancing on the ceiling

Oh, what a feeling! When we’re dancing on the ceiling… —Lionel Richie The name Ankh-af-na-Khonsu will immediately give you tingles if, like me, you at some point imbibed a heady dose of Crowley.  For those of you who haven’t partaken, Ankh-af-na-Khonsu was the chap whose funeral stela Crowley’s wife, Rose Edith Kelly, pointed out to … Continue reading “Ankh-af-na-Khonsu’s dancing on the ceiling”