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… Cross 2m. Ios. Several breaks of the kind, “Oh, how well I’m doing it.” Seem quite to have forgotten what very long times I used to do. White tri- 10 m. 20 breaks. angle [This about harmonic of good; 20 m. 10 breaks is a good per- formance,] Apas-Akasa [Very difficult: slightest noise is utterly disturbing.] 10.55am. Intam. RedCross 6m. 7 breaks. [But it is to be observed that a break may be of varying length. I doubt if this was as good as White Triangle supra.] 11.44am. 11.56am. Whitetri- 12m. 10 breaks, angle [Above observation perhaps unim…
1910 · PDF PAGE 128
… KING May; but this date seems to have been anticipated, for two days later we read the following: 10 p.m. Enclosing myself in an egg of white light I travelled to Hong- Kong. This city is white and on a rocky hill, the lower part is narrow and dirty. I found F, in a room of white and pale green. She was dressed in a white soft stuff with velvet lapels, We conversed awhile. I remember trying to lift a cloisonné vase from the shelf to a table, but cannot remember whether I accom- plished the act or not. I said “Ave Soror” aloud (and I think audi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 225
…alpas did he work with his divine power—and yet that little crack was in nowise filled, but rather widened ! The god returned. ‘‘O Great White Spirit!” he whispered —and the Universe shook with fear at the voice of him— “Thou, and Thou alone, art worthy to fill this little crack that Thou hast left.” Then the Great White Spirit arose and formulated Himself as the Pillar of Infinitude, even as the Mahalingam of Great Shiva the Destroyer, who openeth his eye, and All is Not. And behold! He was balanced in the crack, and the void was filled, and N…
1910 · PDF PAGE 197
…haps possible to predict a Geometrical Pro- gression (or Mixed Progression.)] BEGIN, END. OBJECT. TIME, NO. OF BREAKS. 10.58 am, II. am. White tri- 3m. 5 breaks. angle [I am in very bad state—nearly a// breaks!—do a little Pranayama to steady me.] Ilioam. .1.15$a.m. White tri- 5m. 30s. 4 breaks. angle [Sneezed: totally forgot what I was doing. When I reflected, time as above.] 9.45 a.m. 9.584a.m. White tri- 13m.30s. 20 breaks. angle 1025am. 1057}am. Ajna 32m. 308s. 20 breaks. [With Mantra. Throbbing at once. “Invaders” nearly all irrational. St…
1910 · PDF PAGE 221
…issue of silk for his robes) flitting about, brandishing his tiny sword and spear in a thoroughly warlike manner. “Shun!” said the Great White Spirit. “ By the right, dress! “ Sappers, one pace forward, march ! “ Prepare to stop leak! “ Stop leak !” But the matter was not thus easily settled. After five hours’ strenuous work, the little spirit was exhausted, and the hole apparently no nearer being filled than before. He returned to the Great White Spirit. “ Beg pardon, sir!” he said; ‘but I can’t fill that there ‘ole nohow.” “No matter,” answer…
1910 · PDF PAGE 390
… soulless wilderness of stone. Nor grass, nor corn, delight the vales ; Nor beast, nor bird, span space. Immense, Black rain, grey mist, white wrath of gales, Fill the dread armoury of sense. Nor shines the sun; nor moon, nor star Their subtle light at all display ; Nor day, nor night, dispute the scaur: All’s one intolerable grey. Black Ilyns, grey rocks, white hills of snow! No flower, no colour: life is not. This is no way for men to go From Severn-mouth to Camelot. Despair, the world upon his speed, Drive (like a lion from his den Whom hung…
1910 · PDF PAGE 131
…y projection, and thence up Popocatapetl, encamped on whose slopes he resolved the w of w into seven Mental Operations: 1. Ray of Divine White Brilliance descending upon the Akasic Egg set between the two pillars. 2. Aspire by the Serpent, and concentrate on Flashing Sword. Imagine the stroke of the Sword upon the Daath junction (nape of neck). 3. Make the Egg grow gray, by a threefold spiral of light. 4. Make the Egg grow nearly white. (Repeat spiral formula.) 5. Repeat 2. Above head. Triangle of Fire (red). 6. Invoke Light. Withdraw. See Gold…
1910 · PDF PAGE 129
…ht; third the rose as a circle dextro-rotary). (3) The LVX signs in 5° =6° towards the four cardinal points. (4) Formulate before you in white flashing brilliance the eight letters thus: x (5) Attach yourself to your Kether and imagine you see a 7 white light there. YONTIITN (6) Having thus formulated the letters, take a deep breath h and pronounce the name slowly making the letters flash. x (7) Invoke the Telesmatic image. Let it fill the Universe. 5 (8) Then whilst once again vibrating the Name absorb it y into yourself; and then will your au…
1910 · PDF PAGE 474
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Yet, those white lips were snapped, like steel Upon the ankles of a slave! That body broken on the wheel Of Time suppressed the groan it gave! “Not there, not here, my quest!” he cried. “Not thus! Not now! Do how and when Matter? Iam, and I abide, Sir Palamede the Saracen!”
1910 · PDF PAGE 456
80 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT White as a corpse, the hero hails The dawn, that night of fear still shaking His body. All death’s doubt assails Him. Was it sleep or was it waking? “ By God, I care not, I!” (quod he). “Or wake or sleep, or live or dead, I will pursue this mystery. So help me Grace of Godlihead!” Ay! with thy wasted limbs pursue That subtle Beast home to his den! Who knows but thou mayst win athrough, Sir Palamede the Saracen?
1910 · PDF PAGE 43
…gs to tolerate. He was thinking, pondering, meditating upon the most important matter in life, the personal one. He looked at his hands, white, well shaped, well kept, but the left retaining a stiffer and curved appearance. Lionel felt ashamed of himself. He took his watch in his hand and looked at the time of night. * For reasons which are obvious to anyone who has mixed the Gluten of the White Eagle with the Red Powder, or accomplished the Third Projection, the order of the Tarot trumps cannot any longer be preserved. Nor will their number he…
1910 · PDF PAGE 222
…e the Sword and balance of Justice. Mighty and golden were his wide-flashing wings! Terrible in his might, he bowed low before the Great White Spirit, and proceeded to carry out the order. For five and twenty years he toiled at the so easy task; then, flinging down his weapons in a rage, he returned before the face of his Master and, trembling with passion, cast him- self down in wrath and despair. “Pah!” said the Great White Spirit with a smile; “I might have known better than to employ a low material creature like yourself. Send Graphiel to M…
1910 · PDF PAGE 223
…ir,” he cried strongly, “this is a task for Kamael the mighty and all his host of Seraphim !” “T will employ them on it,” said the Great White Spirit. Then the skies flamed with wrath ; for Kamael the mighty and his legions flew from the South, and saluted their Creator. Behold the mighty one, behold Kamael the strong! His crownless head was like a whirling wheel of amethyst, and all the forces of the earth and heaven revolved therein. His body was the mighty Sea itself, and it bore the scars of crucifixion that had made it two score times stro…
1910 · PDF PAGE 224
…dth; nay, it seemed bigger than before—a very gape in the womb of the Universe. Crestfallen, Kamael the mighty returned before the Great White Spirit, his serpents drooping behind him; and they grovelled before the throne of that All-powerful One. He dismissed them with a short laugh, and a wave of His right hand. If He was disturbed, He was too proud to show it. “This,” he said to himself, “is clearly a matter for Elohim Gibor.” Therefore He summoned that divine power before Him. The crown of Elohim Gibor was Space itself; the two halves of hi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 445
…ing disk Of the tall sun; they battle through Those weary days; the wind is brisk; The stars are clear; the moon is high. Now, even as a white basilisk That slayeth all men with his eye, Stands up before them tapering The cone of speechless sanctity. Up, up its slopes the pilgrims swing, Chanting their pagan gramarye Unto the dread volcano-king. “ Now, then, by Goddes reed!” quod he, “ Behold the secret of my quest In this far-famed stability| 69
1910 · PDF PAGE 398
…far. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,
1910 · PDF PAGE 328
310 MIDSUMMER EVE Faint shadows cross the shifting spears of light, Pale gold and amethyst, or warmly white, Till velvet shod, unseen, the wizard hours Hold thus their elfin court amid the flowers, That wake to wingéd music of the night. And silken sighs scarce stir the amorous bowers Where ’passioned sleep his poppy garland showers, In dreams which mock the hastening moments’ flight. Up soars the moon, and higher still and higher The dancers leap to catch some fairy fire To steal and ’prison in the glow-worm’s tail, For pixie torches should th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 56
…tone; and with it was he determined to plough the two acres of ground which had never before been tilled by the hand of man, and sow the white dragons’ teeth, and slay the armed multitude, that black army of unbalanced forces which obscures the light of the sun. And then, finally, was he destined to slay with the Sword of Flaming Light that ever watchful Serpent which writhes in silent Wisdom about the trunk of that Tree upon which the Christ hangs crucified. All these great deeds did he do, as we shall see. He tamed the bulls with ease,—the Wh…
1910 · PDF PAGE 408
… field and flood, Aye guided by that wizard’s head, That like a windy moon did scud Before him, winking eyes of red And snapping jaws of white: but then What cared for living or for dead Sir Palamede the Saracen ?
1910 · PDF PAGE 370
…rtal wrong. Wait, for, my goddess, not for long The snake is tame. . . . See! He is strong! The wide-set temple-pillars gleam, As marble white, and tall as pines; The doorway to immortal dream Lies through the temple’s purple shrines. Behold, pure queen, the magic signs. Let words out-stream As mingled wines! . . . Victor B. NEUBURG. 352