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1929 · PDF PAGE 319

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…red wills and faiths grown old and rotten ....And deeds undared his sceptre, sword and globe. ........Keep us, O Mary maid, ........What time the King-Ghost goes arrayed! The Hell-Wind whistles through his plumeless pinions; ....Clanks all that melancholy host of bones; Fate's principalities and Death's dominions ....Echo the drear discord, the tuneless tones. ........Keep us, dear God, from ill, ........What time the Hell-Wind whistles shrill. The King-Ghost hath no music but their rattling; ....No scent but death's grown faint and fugitive; N…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 250

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…t because it is busy and noisy and dirty and dark and sordid, ad so on, but because it is so pettily provincial. I live in a city beyond time and space; how much more beyond the ticking centuries and the itching inches of London! I have accustomed myself so long to look at the universe as a while that its parts have become imperceptible. When I am reminded of them, it is like being reminded of one's eye by getting a fly in it. That is what I mean when I say that London gives me a pain. I was very glad to be back in Boleskine. I had no particula…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 499

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…es of Staatsburg did not include any such person as she described. I politely professed to credit her and promised to take her ashore in time to reach him by dinner. To pass the afternoon we went for a paddle round the island. Near the northern point I noticed that my feet were wet. I knew that the canoe leaked slightly and forgot it. A hundred yards or so further on I found my ankles immersed. It was evident within the next minute that the leak was serious. We were opposite the cliffs, landing was impossible. The water gained. Nothing remained…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 586

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…of some people to defile whatever they touch. "As a matter of fact, no ceremonies of any nature took place during his illness, or at the time of his death. (signed) Jane Wolfe

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1929 · PDF PAGE 226

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… 10-bore Paradox with lead and also steel core bullets, and a .577 Express, both double barrelled). As I stood, I realized for the first time the responsibility of the white man. I had to exhibit perfect aplomb. No sign of the bull! Presently, the trackers found the trail. My bullet having pierced his hoof, there was no blood. The only signs of his passage were bruised and broken twigs, and occasional footprints. We came up with him pretty soon. He was standing stock still, listening for his life, with his back turned to us. I was not thirty ya…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 102

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

102 So much for Buer. As for the lady, she came to see me some time later and I saw that I was myself acting selfishly in setting my spiritual welfare above her happiness. She had made a generous gesture; I could do no less. She agreed not to stand in the way of my performing the Operation of Abra-Melin, but begged me to give her a living memory of our love. I agreed and the sequel will be told in its place. During this time, magical phenomena were of constant occurrence. I had two temples in my flat; one white, the walls being lined with six h…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 270

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ane; that is, without making the normal physical actions, though we were able to use our limbs in the ordinary way. We communicated, sometimes by audible speech, sometimes by direct transmission of thought such as occurs every day in ordinary life, when one knows what a friend is going to say before he says it. One very curious phenomenon must be recorded. In the early days we had arranged special hours for our interviews by calculating the difference of time due to longitude. We now summoned each other by means of the astral bell. But on compa…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 127

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…easure-seeking, with none of the corners chipped off. It is beautifully situated and the air reminds one curiously of Edinburgh. At that time it possessed a real interest and glory --- its Chinatown. During the week I was there, I spent most of my time in that quarter. It was the first time that I had come into contact with the Chinese spirit in bulk; and, though thee exiles were naturally the least attractive specimens of the race, I realized instantly their spiritual superiority to the Anglo-Saxon, and my own deep-seated affinity to their poi…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 350

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ged makes it probable that there is some truth in it. But consider what the biographers will say? They will discover that Lloyd George's time was fully accounted for without the penal servitude, and they will simply wonder what spirit of insanity possessed me to make so ridiculous a mis-statement. They will have {565} no difficulty in understanding that he, preoccupied with affairs of state, could not be bothered to leave his work to chastise me. Another consideration arises in this connection. It is always difficult to discover who has really …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 94

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… were being battered by the boots of the mob. We must have been about a dozen, not more, and we had to fight off forty. It was the first time that I had ever had to face the animal anger, unreasoned and uncontrolled, of a mass of men whose individual intelligences, such as they were, had been for the moment completely swamped by the savage instinct to stamp on anything that seemed to them sensitive. Fate familiarized me with this psychology in another form. It breaks out every time any man speaks or acts so as to awaken the frantic fear which i…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 450

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…red to create for the next six weeks. How stupid it is, by the way, that one is obliged to use words in senses inappropriate to, and sometimes incompatible with, the meaning which {712} one wishes to convey! Thus the idea of cruelty is bound up with that of the unwillingness of the patient, so that in the case of masochism the use of the word is ridiculous. We fail to see straight on such points whenever they concern emotional complexes like love. Love, that is, as the wrong- headed Anglo-Saxon defines it. We do not call it cruel to offer a man…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 369

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

369 It was time for me to get back to England. Neuburg was to join his relations at San Sebastian, and as soon as he was gone, I wrote The Soldier and the Hunchbac, ! and ? on the thirteenth of December. Two days later I left Plymouth by the Marlborough. {593} 65 In London I put my foot down at once by taking away my daughter until Rose agreed to follow the doctor's instructions and get rid of her dipsomania once and for all. She capitulated and the necessary measures were taken. This left me free for my proposed Retirement, which I decided to …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 496

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…unkenness. This was nothing new; in fact, when I met her they were of almost daily occurrence. I succeeded in pulling her together for a time, but she relapsed. When I found this out, I told her the story of my wife and put my foot down. I gave her to understand that if it happened again I was through. She knew me for a man of my word an quit, but a few days later it was as bad as ever. I gave her one more chance, but of course in vain. Early in October, I broke up the menage and transferred my headquarters to a studio in West 9th Street, which…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 47

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… the grassy slopes (the Grass Traverse) which used to extend eastward from Etheldreda's Pinnacle. I say "used to extend", for since that time there has been an extensive landslide. It was rather a scramble for an old lady to reach them from the top of the cliff, but it could be done by descending a narrow gully called Etheldreda's Walk. I put her in a comfortable position where she could make a water-colour sketch, and went off to do some climbing on the Devil's Chimney, which is some distance west of the pinnacle. The general contour of the cl…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 148

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…these useless enormities merely as memorials to the Master. Frankly, I was fed up with marvels. All subjects bore me alike after a short time; they cease to stimulate. I was thoroughly pleased to find myself at last in India. The psychological change from Ceylon is very sudden, startling and complete. What is there about an island which differentiates it so absolutely from the adjoining mainland? No amount of similarity of race, customs and culture gets rid of insularity. The moment one sets foot in India, one becomes aware of the stability of …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 585

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ting by Jane Wolfe is of interest in that it relates to the events of this final chapter: "A villifying report of what took place at the time of the death of Raoul Loveday, at the Abbey of Thelema in Cefalu, having come to my attention, leads me to write a brief account of that unhappy event, as I was not only there during Raoul's brief sojourn at the Abbey, but I took care of him on his deathbed. "He arrived in Cefalu from London late in November, or early December, 1922, pale and aenemic, and had just recovered from a rather severe septic thr…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 38

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ver her soul, ..........Rotting away! Note that the title of this poem is ironical. It is taken from a goody-goody book, popular at that time, which describes the life of traveling barnstormers and how the only hope for them was to be converted. But the irony goes somewhat deeper. It was a genuine criticism of the shallow philosophy of optimism which went with the polite Christianity of the time. I was analysing life in the spirit of Schopenhauer. I couldn't see any sense in pretending that life was not full of horrors. Death and trousers are f…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 517

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…s will put its possessor in Easy Street, I was to find myself a candidate for complete destitution. For many months I was, for the first time in my life, constantly preoccupied with the problem of keeping myself alive, and did so only by the operations of periodical windfalls. Again and again my coracle sank under me and each time those responsible for the conduct of my initiation handed out something to go on with from some totally unexpected source, in order to keep me on that psychological razor-edge whence one can always see the abyss as on…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 33

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…nd occasional strangers, from whom I was carefully protected, had been the skies, the streams, the mountains and the seas. For the first time in my life I was brought into contact with my fellow men and women. For the first time honest friendship, wholesome love, frank, gay and courageous, became possible and actual. I had loved nature as a refuge from mankind. I now perceived the beauty of the world in conjunction with the beauty of my species. For the first time {75} the sea sparkled, the breezes whispered other songs than those in praise of …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 469

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… Europe. According to them the German was a monster like a bogey in a nightmare, and it was useless to struggle against him. At the same time, he was a coward who did not dare to advance unless behind a screen of Belgian nuns. He had no discipline, no morale, nothing but a talent for rape, torture, petty theft. His first line troops had been annihilated to a man by les braves Belges, whom we had hitherto only considered as {742} persons who cut off the hands and feet of the innocent natives of the Congo basin. I was more than ever convinced tha…

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