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1939 · PDF PAGE 42

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…not waver at all. He should also practise assiduously Liber III. vel Jugorum. The essence of this practice is that you select a familiar thought, word or gesture, one which automatically recurs fairly often during the day, and every time you are betrayed into using it, cut yourself sharply upon the wrist or forearm with a convenient instrument. There is also a practice which I find very useful when walking in a christian city—that of exorcising (with the prescribed outward and downward sweep of the arm and the words Apo pantos kakodaimonos) any…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 163

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…y gloat, The fiends, upon her lips and throat ! They touch her heart, they speer/ her eyes, They linger on the lovely prize ! O dead she thought them! It is written: ‘¢ Eve’s heel is by the serpent bitten, His head she bruises.” No indeed ! Not woman, but the woman’s seed ! Hark ! in the cloak of ‘‘ Love of Truth” They whisper ‘‘ Memory of Youth” ; And, mindful of the deadliest sin, Hint: ‘‘ Sinful woman, look within !” 1 To search, with the idea of looking more deeply. The grotesque word is used to suggest the quaint inspection of the maliciou…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 186

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…in the cons shall not truth dissever The man = and the old through, Cast God to black oblivion for ever? Picture no longer in fallacious thought A doer for each deed ! the real Jurks Nowhere thus hidden: there is truly nought Substantial in these unsubstantial works. maker, smite lie But work thou ever! Thou who art or art not, Work that the fever of thy life abate ; Work ! though for weary ages thou depart not, At last abideth the sequestered state. Sure is the search! O seeker, as the bird, Homing through distant skies toward its rest, Shall …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 202

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e, not regret, ; And it loves you still, my sisters! as God shall not forget. It is ill to blaspheme the silence with a wicked whispered thought— How still they were, those nights ! when this web of things was wrought ! How still, how terrible! O my dolorous tender brides, As I lay and dreamt in the dark by your shameful beautiful sides ! And now you are mine no more, I know; but I cannot bear The curse—that another is drunk on the life that stirs your hair: Every hair was alive with a spark of mid- night’s delicate flame, ; Or a glow of the ne…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 71

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…one of the most frequent troubles is that people who are doing excellent work throw it up because they find that Nature is not what they thought it was going to be. But this is the best test of the reality of any experience. All those which conform with your idea, which flatter you, are likely to be illusions. So you become a Neophyte; and attack the Task of a Zelator. There are further grades in this system, but the general principles are always the same—the principles of scientific study and research. 26. We end where we began. 'The wheel has…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 225

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… again upon the ground— Vea! but my head is higher. My face is shining with the fire of heaven. I move among my fellows as a ghost. With thought for bread and memory for leaven My life is nourished, yet my life is lost. I live and move among the starry seven, Nor count the deadly cost. Only I see the century as a child Call Truth and Justice, Light and Peace, to guide ; Wisdom and Joy, and Love the undefiled, Lead up true worship, its eternal bride. Stormy its birth; its youth, how fierce and wild ! Its end, how glorified ! O Spirit of Iimitabl…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 46

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…e for tears. Cold adamant disaster Is lord there, and I overlord. So flits out, like a sword Flashed through a duellist’s live heart, My thought ; in all the abodes of sense, The shrines of love and art, The adytum of omnipotence, I am supreme, through thee, sweet Angela ! For all the beauties of the universe, The glories hidden in the flower’s cup, All, all that wakes the soul to worship, verse, Ripe verse, all wines, all dreams that the soft God lifts up: All these are eidola, Mere phantom will 0’ the wisps, thy love the real ! There is no mo…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 175

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…R OF THE TEMPLE Eyes half closed, fixed on nose. Shut them about the middle of the meditation and turned them to Ajna. Very few invading thoughts. Presently all became brilliant light, with which I became identified. Realization of Oneness. No doubt remained that this was indeed the Union with the Higher Self. Then again arose the question “What about the Others when this state subsides again?” Then it seemed that a voice spoke clearly to the brain, saying: “Truly when united so thou art one with the Holy Guardian Angel that speaks unto thee no…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 431

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…condition of any serious consultation whatever. Give him something to work on and little by little one is bound to fall into his line of thought, after which it is child's play to turn every incident to advantage. The client will come away from the consultation convinced of the supernatural powers of the charlatan. From the beginning of my investigation of so-called psychical research, I felt sure from mere consideration of the conditions of the problem that the adhesion of so many prominent men of science to spiritism must be explained by psyc…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 83

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…let us pass to our own place Through thy dominions: but his crafty mind, Fearing some treachery, that was not. save In his ill mind that thought it, did determine To gather all his people, and to pitch Tents hostile in the plains before Jahaz. And there he fought with Israel; but God Delivered Sihon to our hands, and all That followed him: whom therefore we destroyed With many slaughters : so we dispossessed The envious Amorites, and had their land, A land whose borders were the Ammon brook On the one hand, and on the other Jabbok And Jordan : …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 195

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…g eyes ne’er beheld : Namely, the things beyond the triple veil Of space and time and cause, eternal woof Of misery overproof : And aged thoughts assail The younger hopes, and passion stands aloof, And silence takes possession, and the tale Of earth is told and done. Then from the Sire of all the Gods, from War And Love and Wisdom and the eternal Sun Worship is torn afar : While unto Thee, O Hades, turn we now, Awful of breast and brow, And hear thee in the sea, behold thee in the Star. Ant. 1 [Echo of the Damned). Ay! is the earth and upper et…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 54

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…as fundamental, we may say that it is the presence of matter that causes the curvature of space-time. But there is a different school of thought that regards matter as due to the curvature of space-time. That is, we assume as fundamental a space-time continuum manifest to our senses as what we call matter. Both points of view have strong arguments to recommend them. But, whether or not matter may be derived from the geometrical peculiarities of the space-time continuum, we may take it as an established scientific fact that gravitation has been …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 318

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ly to my practice. On leaving Hong Kong, however, being once again a lonely Wanderer of the Waste, I did feel freer to analyze myself. I thought the necessity of defining the words that I used more closely. There is an indication of this in my entry of April 4th: I foolishly and wickedly put off A.'.; work all day; now it is one a.m. of the fifth. By foolish, I mean contrary to my interest and hope in A.'.. By wicked I mean contrary to my will. A.'. goodish; lengthy and reverie-like. Yet my heart is well. I spake it audibly. Before this time I …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 204

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ing darkness, in the gloom That I can touch with trembling sense. There shone Once, in my misty memory, in the womb Of some unformulated thought, the fame And smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind Is clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men: for my soul is blind Yet: and the foemen I have never feared I could not see (if such should cross the way), And therefore Iam strange: my soul is seared With desolation of the blinding day I have come out from: yes, that fearful light Was not the Sun: my life has been the death, This death…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 104

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…s Mere nature; underneath the crown Of dusky emeralds there streams A river of bliss to sluice me down With blood and tears, to drown my thought, To bring my being into nought. The cruel teeth, the steady sneer, The marvellous lust of her, I bring Unto my body bright and clear (Dropped poison in a water spring !) To fill me with the utmost sense Of some divine experience. For who but she, the adulterous queen, Made earth and heaven with all its stars, The storm, the hunger epicene, The raging at invisible bars, The hideous cruelty of the whole …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 49

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… the roaring town, Where we were happy all the summer through, And merry when the autumn tinged with brown The glades, and in the winter thought we knew Behind the cloudy weather some far sky was blue.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 58

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…fool, saw flowers And loved them, watched the moon rise, took delight In perfumes of the summer night, Caught in the glamour of the sun, Thought all the woe well won. How hours were days, and all the misery Abode, all mine: O thou ! didst thou regret? Wast thou asleep as I? Didst thou not love me yet? For, know ! the moon is not the moon until She hath the knowledge to fulfil Her music, till she know herself the moon.. So thou, soI! The stone unhewn, Foursquare, the sphere, of human _ hands immune, Was not yet chosen for the corner- piece And k…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 41

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…f sacrifice. There is no question of depriving oneself of anything one wants. The process is rather that of learning to discard what one thought one wanted in the darkness before the dawn of the discovery of the real object of one's passion. Hence, note well! Concentration has reduced our moral obligations to their simplest terms: there is a single standard to which everything is to be referred. To hell with the Pope! If Lobster Newburg upsets your digestion—and good digestion is necessary to your practice—then you do not eat Lobster Newburg. U…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 8

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…. How the grave old Professor! wondered at my ravings! I had called at his house, for he was a valued friend of mine, and I felt strange thoughts and emotions shake within me. Ah! how I raved! I called to him to trample me, he would not. We passed together into the stormy night. | was on horseback, how | galloped round him in my phrenzy, till he became the prey of a real physical fear! How I shrieked out I] know not what strange words! And the poor good old man tried all he could to calm me; he thought I was mad! The fool! I was in the death st…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 219

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…rowned Ta-hu-ti,? lend Thy magic: let my light extend !3 I cannot comprehend one truth. My sight is biassed, and my mind— One snake-skin thought is of its youth ; Grows old, and casts the slough behind. O Themis,* Lady of the plume, Shed thy twin godhead in the gloom ! How ugly is this life of mine ! How slimes it in the terrene mud ! Clouds hide the beauty all-divine, The moonlight has a mist of blood. O Hathoor,® Lady of the West, Take thy sad lover to thy breast ! Even the perfumes of the dawn Intoxicate, deceive the soul. Let every shadow b…

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