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…he stability of earth. If, as Iam not, I were free to choose, How Buddhahood would battle with The Booze! My certainty that destiny is ‘*good”’ Rests on its picking me for Buddhahood. Were I a drunkard, I should think I had Good evidence that fate was ‘‘bloody bad.”
…and because they can have no personal interest in the affairs of those whom they serve. An absolute monarch would be absolutely wise and good. But no man is strong enough to have no interest. Therefore the best king would be Pure Chance. It is Pure Chance that rules the Universe; therefore, and only therefore, life is good.
…n, and I have sailed the seas from pole to pole. Now do I lift up my voice and testify that all is vanity on earth, except the love of a good woman, and that good woman LAYLAH. And I testify that in heaven all is vanity (for I have journeyed oft, and sojourned oft, in every heaven), except the love of OUR LADY BABALON. And I testify that beyond heaven and earth is the love of OUR LADY NUIT. And seeing that I am old and well stricken in years, and that my natural forces fail, there- fore do I rise up in my throne and call upon THE END. For I am …
KE@®AAH B THE CRY OF THE HAWK Here is the Bread. Here is the Blood. Bring us through Temptation! Deliver us from Good and Evil! That Mine as Thine be the Crown of the Kingdom, even now. ABRAHADABRA. These ten words are four, the Name of the One.
…ed to remarkable learning, and with a pretty wit of his own, Mr. Crowley is well equipped for producing a work of permanent value. . . . Good work may be found in ‘ The Sword of Song,’ but there is even more which will arouse in the average reader (to whom, however, Mr. Crowley obviously does not appeal) no other feeling than one of sheer bewilder- ment. Sometimes an oasis of beauty will reveal the author’s power to charm, the good-humoured egotism will tickle the fancy, the quaint allusive- ness of his notes will raise the eyelid of wonder....…
…ecstasy, the passionate desire of the overman to- wards his ultimate consummation—re-union with God.”—Occuli Review. The High History of Good Sir Palamedes, the Saracen Knight, and of his fol- lowing of the Questing Beast. 55. net. An account of the Mystic Quest. “¢. , . Noble and beautiful poem.”—Occult Re- VIEW. *‘Ttis impossible to read ... without being impressed by the essential truth and beauty of the author’s spirit . .. written not as tasks are written, but from the fulness of the heart, passionately. In ‘ Sir Palamedes’ we have the his…
KE®AAH N THE VIGIL OF ST. HUBERT In the forest God met the Stag-beetle. ‘‘ Hold! Worship me!” quoth God. ‘‘For I am All- Great, All-Good, All-Wise The stars are but sparks from the forges of My smiths ‘Yea, verily and Amen,” said the Stag-beetle, ‘“all this do I believe, and that devoutly.” ‘*Then why do you not worship Me?” ‘Because lam realand you are only imaginary.” But the leaves of the forest rustled with the laughter of the wind. Said Wind and Wood: ‘They neither of them know anything!”
…urned out to grass! Proof is only possible in mathematics, and mathematics is only a matter of arbitrary conventions. And yet doubt is a good servant but a bad master; a perfect mistress, but a nagging wife. “White is white” is the lash of the overseer; ‘‘white is black” is the watchword of the slave. The Master takes no heed. 58
…r give up everything for Laylah. But ‘‘what I want” varies from hour to hour. This wavering is the root of all compromise, and so of all good sense. With this gift a man can spend his seventy years in peace. Now is this well or ill? Emphasize gzft, then man, then spend, then seventy years, and lastly peace, and change the intonations—each time reverse the meaning ! I would show you how; but—for the moment! —I prefer to think of Laylah.
KE®AAH O08 THE BAL BULLIER Some men look into their minds into their shame. These then proclaim ‘‘The Good Law” unto mankind. These preach renunciation, ‘‘ virtue,” cowardice in every form. These whine eternally. Smug, toothless, hairless Coote, debauch-emas- culated Buddha, come ye to me? I havea trick to make you silent, O ye foamers-at- the mouth! Nature zs wasteful; but how well She can afford it! Nature zs false; but I’m a bit of a liar myself. Nature zs useless; but then how beautiful she is! Nature zs cruel; but I too am a Sadist. The ga…
… reign is come: Thy will is done. Here is the Bread; here is the Blood. Bring me through midnight to the Sun! Save me from Evil and from Good! That Thy one crown of all the Ten Even now and here be mine. AMEN. fle puts the first Cake on the Fire of the Thurible. I burn the Incense-cake, proclaim These adorations of Thy name. fle makes them as in Liber Legis, and strikes again Eleven times upon the Bell. With the Burin he then makes upon his breast the proper sign. Behold this bleeding breast of mine Gashed with the sacramental sign! FTe puts th…