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1954 · PDF PAGE 77

Magick Without Tears

3 Hieroglyphics life and Language Necessarily Symbolic Cara Soror, Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. Very natural, the irritation in your last! You write: But why? Why all this elaborate symbolism? Why not say straight out what you mean? Surely the subject is difficult enough in any case- must you put on a mask to make it clear? I know you well enough by now to be sure that you will not fob me off with any Holy-Willie nonsense about the Ineffable, about human language being inadequate to reveal such Mysteries, about the necessity…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 103

Magick Without Tears

…thout undertaking anything important . LXXVI: 2: So then rigidity and hardness are the stigmata of death; elasticity and adaptability of life. LXXVI: 3: He then who putteth forth strength is not victorious; even as a strong tree filleth the embrace.

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1954 · PDF PAGE 264

Magick Without Tears

… hope that it will stimulate that interest to the point of getting some other publisher to give it sea-room. I bound myself to devote my life to Magick at Easter, 1898, (era vulgari) and received my first initiation on November 18 of that year. My friend and climbing companion, Oscar Eckenstein, gave me my first instructions in learning the control of the mind early in 1901, in Mexico City. Shri Parananda, Solicitor General of Ceylon, an eminent writer upon , and teacher of, Yoga from the orthodox Shaivite standpoint, and Bhikkhu Ananda Metteya…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 25

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ttle worth Beside the piercing balm thy fertile girth Holds in the reverent poet’s lifted soul ; To him thou givest youth, and hope, and life, And pride, this treasure of all beggar’s strife That gives us triumph, Godhead, for its dole. CHALDEAN FOOLS. CHALDEAN fools, who prayed to stars and fires, Believed there was a God who punished liars. These gods of theirs they often would invoke, Apparently with excellent effect: They trusted to escape the penal smoke By making Truth the trade-mark of their sect. How fortunate that we are Christian Folk…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 18

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…head of the brave, Break love’s heart pitiful, and reach the strong Through stricken children, and a mother’s wrong. Day after darkness, life beyond the tomb! Manhood reluctant from religion’s womb Leaps, and sweet laughters flash for freedom’s birth That thrills the old bosom of maternal earth. The dawn has broken; yet the impure fierce fire Kindles the grievous furnace of desire Still for the harpy brood of king and priest, Slave, harlot, coward, that make human feast Before the desecrated god, in hells Of darkness, where the mitred vampire d…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 137

John St. John

…sleep in my robes, still wearing the Ring of the Masters, and bearing my wand in my hand. For to me now sleep is the same as waking, and life the same as death. In Thy L.V.X. are not light and darkness but twin children that chase each other in their play? Awoke from long sweet dreamless sleep, like a young eagle that soars to greet the dawn. After breakfast, have strolled, on my way to the studio, through the garden of the Luxembourgto my favourite fountain. It is useless to attempt to write of the dew and the flowers in the clear October sunli…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 8

The Vision and the Voice

THE EQUINOX Until the Voice vibrate! Until it pierce my Depth; Look not on High! Look not Beneath! For thou wilt find a life which is as Death: or a Death which should be infinite. For Thou art submitted to the Four: Five thou shalt find, but Seven is lone and far. O Lord God, let Thy Spirit hither unto me! For I am lost in the night of infinite pain: no hope: no God: no resurrection: no end: I fall: I fear. O Saviour of the World, bruise Thou my Head with Thy foot to save the world, that once again I touch Him whom I slew, that in my death I f…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 96

Mortadello

… ! MORTADELLO. Its omen overcast with crimson clouds of war ! MONICA. Ah ! that’s for Venice folk, good sentimental fools ! We know that life’s a joke. MORTADELLO. You play with plaguy tools ! I know you, who you are—wanton and murderess. MONICA. Oh, if you knew how far the truth was from your guess ! MORTADELLO. Assassin, hypocrite—your sham stigmata bleed ! MONICA. O man of little wit, O bat of little breed ! They are the very scars—it was mine own surprise. There’s more beneath the stars than meets a critic’s eyes. MORTADELLO. I know you, fa…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 61

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…et! 4o. A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. 41. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! 42. A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! 43. A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight ! 44. Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu. 45. There is death for the dogs, 46. Dost thou fail? Art thou sorry? Is fear in thine heart? 21

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1913 · PDF PAGE 208

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…f the birth of man, The twin of Time, the heir of the gods’ debauch ; The shedder of the raiment of the loom Whereon are woven birth and life and death. Yea! Is revealed the Sword, the eye of light! Hail to the fivefold star! The secret awe Of the world unborn ; and thou, that hast the key, Let the lyre sound before thee! Let thy breath 170

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1913 · PDF PAGE 61

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…et! 4o. A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. 41. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! 42. A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! 43. A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight ! 44. Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu. 45. There is death for the dogs, 46. Dost thou fail? Art thou sorry? Is fear in thine heart? 21

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1913 · PDF PAGE 208

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…f the birth of man, The twin of Time, the heir of the gods’ debauch ; The shedder of the raiment of the loom Whereon are woven birth and life and death. Yea! Is revealed the Sword, the eye of light! Hail to the fivefold star! The secret awe Of the world unborn ; and thou, that hast the key, Let the lyre sound before thee! Let thy breath 170

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1924 · PDF PAGE 4

An Open Letter to Lord Beaverbook

…t it is a lie. I submit, that as proprietor of the Sunday Express—one of the greatest forces in the news- paper world, and in the public life of the nation— you are under a clear obligation to ascertain the truth in this matter, and to compel your editor to publish it in such a way as to redress the wrong wrought by his foul lie. 4. His plea that, unless his statements had all been correct, Mr. Crowley would have sued the paper for libel immediately, is a base and cynical attempt to ignore the evident disabilities of every kind which beset the …

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1954 · PDF PAGE 171

Magick Without Tears

…) uniform: all these come under "Don't stroke the cat the wrong way!" or, in the modem pseudo-scientific journalese jargon "streamlining life." What you really need is the official Instruction in The Equinox, and the very fullest and deepest understanding of Eight Lectures on Yoga; but these lectures are so infernally interesting that when I look into the book for something to quote, it carries me away with it. I can't put it down, I forget all about this letter. Rather a back-handed advertisement for Concentration! The best way is the hardest;…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 109

Liber Aleph

…rough extreme Hate or Extreme Love. Knowest thou not how the one is a Symbol of the other? For this Reason, since Love is the Formula of Life, we are under Bond to assimilate (in the End) that which we fear or hate. So then we shall be wise to mould all Things within ourselves in Quietness and Modulation. But above all must we use all to our own End, adapting with Adroitness even our Weakness to the Work. a

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1939 · PDF PAGE 33

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…e towards the stage of resurrection, when the toy has become a god, declared to you its inmost secrets, and become a living part of your life. There are no longer these crude, savage reactions of pleasure and pain. The new knowledge is assimilated. 13. So it is with Asana. The chosen posture attracts you; you purr with self-satisfaction. How clever you have been! How nicely the posture suits all conditions! You absolutely melt with maudlin good feeling. I have known pupils who have actually been betrayed into sparing a kindly thought for the Te…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 239

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…is boyhood; when suddenly one summer night he broke away from the ghouls that had tormented him, casting aside the sordid conventions of life, defying the laws of his 231

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1909 · PDF PAGE 239

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…is boyhood; when suddenly one summer night he broke away from the ghouls that had tormented him, casting aside the sordid conventions of life, defying the laws of his 231

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1911 · PDF PAGE 143

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…artist’s personality than the lie that his mere eyes tell him. The women of Bougereau and Geréme are more like what the eyes tell one of life than the women of Degas and Manet. I want the truth of Being, not the truth of Form. Do you hear? ” she cried, “ I want truth, I want Truth.” “ I want you,” said Joe Marie. “ We are both in trouble, then,” she smiled back. “And perhaps if we had our wish, we should both be disappointed. Now I am going home to write letters, and if you are good you shall lunch with me to-morrow.” I35

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1911 · PDF PAGE 143

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…artist’s personality than the lie that his mere eyes tell him. The women of Bougereau and Geréme are more like what the eyes tell one of life than the women of Degas and Manet. I want the truth of Being, not the truth of Form. Do you hear? ” she cried, “ I want truth, I want Truth.” “ I want you,” said Joe Marie. “ We are both in trouble, then,” she smiled back. “And perhaps if we had our wish, we should both be disappointed. Now I am going home to write letters, and if you are good you shall lunch with me to-morrow.” I35

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