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… if you call it living, in a system of order. | . , It is monstrous and ridiculous to open and close by convention. We had to go to some place where such things didn’t annoy us... . An excessively irritating incident spoilt our lunch at the Cascade. We had made a marvellous impression when we came in. We had floated in like butterflies settling on lilies. A buzz went round the tables. Lou’s beauty intoxicated everybody. Her jewellery dazzled the crowd. I thought of an assembly of Greeks of the best period unexpectedly visited by Apollo and Venu…
1922 · PDF PAGE 260
[Nore.—The Abbey of Thelema at “ Telepylus” is areal place. It and its customs and members, with the surrounding scenery, are accurately described. The training there given is suited to all conditions of spiritual distress, and for the discovery and development of the “True Will” of any person. ‘Those interested are invited to communicate with the author of this book.]
1922 · PDF PAGE 228
…rows and rows of old books, mostly Latin, Greek, and Hebrew. There was a big alabaster statue of Ganesha, the elephant god. “This is the place,” I said, “to get hold of the devil.” “ That’s all right,’”’ said Cockie, “‘ but what about a little she-devil for me?” “Oh,” I said, “ if I’m not satisfactory, you’d better give me a week’s salary in lieu of notice.” We laughed like mad. Something in the room made our heads swim. We began kissing and wrestling. It’s all very well to laugh at magic, but after all certain ideas do belong to certain things…
1922 · PDF PAGE 136
…eccles had or had not told us how long he was likely to be. The air of the room was stifling. The lowest vagabonds of Naples crowded the place. Some were jabbering like apes; some singing drunkenly to themselves ; some shame- lessly caressing ; some sunk in bestial stupor. Among the last was a burly brute who somehow fascinated our attention. We thought ourselves quite safe in speaking English ; and for all I know we were talking at the top of our voices. Lou maintained that this particular man was English himself. He was apparently asleep ;; b…
1922 · PDF PAGE 113
…emained, though it took another form. The bourgeois atmosphere of Paris got on my nerves. Well, there was no need to stay in the beastly place. The thing to do was to hunt up old Feccles and pay him the cash, and get to some place like Capri where one isn’t always being bothered by details. I was flooded by a crazy desire to see Lou swim in the Blue Grotto, to watch the phosphorescent flames flash from her luminous body. We told the chauffeur to stop at Feccles’s hotel, and that was where we hit a gigantic snag.
1922 · PDF PAGE 320
…dly on the huge boulders which lined the paths that wound among the well-tilled fields dotted with gnarled gray olives. - The air of the place was a sublime intoxication, and yet its enchantment merely rubbed into our souls the shame of our wretched physical condition. We had to take several goes of heroin on the way. We didn’t see why we couldn’t have had a carriage part of the way. But it was part of King Lamus’s plan, no doubt, that we should be stung with the realisation of our impotence in so divine a spot, where every voice of nature swel…
1922 · PDF PAGE 334
… talent for paradox in a very complete manner.” **I know what you mean,” she said, smiling. “ If you're a lazy person, this is the worst place in the world for getting bored, and the lazier you determine to be the more bored you get. We had two people last year, absolutely hopeless rotters. They called themselves writers, and imagined they were working if they retired solemnly after breakfast and produced half a page of piffle by lunch. But they didn’t know the meaning of work ; and the place nearly drove them insane. They were bored with the A…
1922 · PDF PAGE 163
…hat is so utterly damnable is that I understand what I am doing. This complaining rambling rubbish is the substitute which has taken the place of love. What have I done to forfeit love ? I feel as if I had died and got forgotten in some beastly place where there was nothing but hunger and thirst. Nothing means anything any more except dope, and dope itself doesn’t really mean anything vital.
1922 · PDF PAGE 319
…ffable union, in infinity, of our individualities. I must not describe our journey to Telepylus in any detail. If once the beauty of the place were discovered, it would soon be spoilt. There is no harm, however, in indicating what the place itself is like, especially as not less than three thousand years ago it became one of the most famous places in the world. And one of its chief claims was that even then it was famous for the ruins of forgotten civilisations. To-day, the hand of man has left ephemeral scribbles all over the great rock which …
1922 · PDF PAGE 333
At Telepylus 319 place; but we are made to think out everything for ourselves and the regulations don’t bother us, as soon as we see their object. In civilised life, so-called, at least two-thirds of every one’s time is wasted on things that don’t matter. The idea of this place is to give every one the maximum time for doing his own Will. Of course, if you come here with the fixed determination to resent everything that is different to what you are accustomed to, you can work yourself up into a constant irritation, which is all the worse becaus…
1922 · PDF PAGE 370
… myself to help you to do your will. That is my will. And when we found out this morning what your will was, I came down here to get the place ready for you to do it. I’m going to keep this place in order for you and assist you as best I can in your work, just as I danced for you, and went to McCall for you, in the days when you were blind. I was blind too about your will, but I always followed my instinct to do what you needed me for, even when we were poisoned and insane.” She spoke in low, calm tones, but she was trembling like a leaf. I did…
1922 · PDF PAGE 322
…. That is one of the reasons why I came to live here, though one hardly needs support after one glance at the incomparable beauty of the place; a beauty which varies every day and never tires. Look at the sunset every night. It is good for two hours of grand opera. It is almost stupefying to sit on the terrace of the villa and watch the ever- changing glories of night-fall. And night itself! There stands the Pole Star over the rock. As the months move the Great Bear wheels about its stable splendour, and one’s mind begins to work on a totally d…
1922 · PDF PAGE 336
…e dread of it that drove me to heroin to pass away the time ? ” “ That’s just it,”’ said Athena very seriously. ‘ This is all kinds of a place for driving a fellow to drink. And that’s why the Big Lion insists on our going through the mill. But it takes us a very short time to realise that there is not enough heroin in the world to tide us over a single day in such a ghastly place, so we quit.” Here was another of Basil’s paradoxes in full working order. But they came quite differently from the lips of a steady-going serious-minded person of th…
1922 · PDF PAGE 297
… I was annoyed at this. I had wanted to get out of the house and change my ideas as completely as possible. The Hot Room is an excellent place for the purpose. While I’m there, I find I can’t think of anything at all but the immediate effects of the temperature. I was annoyed, too, to find Lou comparatively cheerful. I decided I would go out after all and have lunch in the Cooling Room, when the porter called up to ask if we could see a lady and gentleman. These people had begun to obsess me. I demanded their names. There was a pause as if a di…
1922 · PDF PAGE 246
…erything that comes into my mind is no more than an echo of his groans. *““ Body and soul alike Traitors turned black-hearted, Seeking a place to strike In a victim already attuned To one vast chord of wound.” The rhythm of the poem, apart from the words, suggests this moto perpetuo vibration. Yet the nervous irritability tends to exhaust itself as such. It is so unendurable ; the only escape seems to be if one could transform it into action. The poison filters through into the blood. I am itching to do something horrible and insane. “Every dro…
1922 · PDF PAGE 77
CHAPTER V A HEROIN HEROINE I STOPPED the taxi in the Place du Tertre. We wanted to walk along the edge of the Butte and let our gaze wander over Paris. The night was delicious. Nowhere but in Paris does one experience that soft suave hush ; the heat is dry, the air is light, it is quite unlike anything one ever gets in England. A very gentle breeze, to which our fancy attributed the redolence of the South, streamed up from the Seine. Paris itself was a blur of misty blue; the Pantheon and the Eiffel Tower leapt from its folds. They seemed like …
1922 · PDF PAGE 294
…you’ve suddenly gone back. Yesterday, I see, Lou had fourteen and you sixteen—more than you were taking ever since you have been in this place. You think that’s a bad sign. I don't. “To begin with, you’ve been honest with yourselves ; and that’s the thing that matters most. Then it’s a good sign again that the daily variation is as large as it is. I’d much rather see “ two eighteen”’ than “ eight eight” in spite of the four extra doses. And that for exactly the same reason as applies to the hourly distribution. “Tt’s the same with drink. The ma…
1922 · PDF PAGE 34
…ssed. Mrs. Webster and Lou had not arrived. Ten minutes—twenty—I fell into a blind rage, drank heavily of the vile liquor with which the place was stinking, and flung myself with I don’t know what woman into the dance. A shrill-voiced Danish siren, the proprietress, was screaming abuse at one of her professional entertainers —some long, sordid, silly story of sexual jealousy, I suppose. The band was deafening. The fine edge of my sense was dulled. It was in a sort of hot nightmare that I saw, through the smoke and the stink of the club, the evi…
1922 · PDF PAGE 36
…s an account of the character and career of King Lamus. “I don’t know how he dares to come to England at all,” she said. “ He lives in a place called Telepylus, wherever that is. He's over a hundred years old, in
1922 · PDF PAGE 360
…rds :— “ Evoe Ho! Evoe Ho! Evoe Ho!” They began to clap hands but checked the movement before contact and only allowed the clash to take place on the third syllable of the great cry IAO This was followed by very rapid clapping three times three, in silence. I was entirely bewildered by this demonstration, but had no opportunity to make inquiries, for Sister Cypris immediately said “ Will” with Hermes, and lunch began in the invariable silence, a silence somewhat modified by the exuberant hilarity of the entire assembly. The champagne would not …