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1913 · PDF PAGE 508

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…tful of all tortures. The Satan of the mountain was indeed cruelly avenged! The ancients called practical magic the sacerdotal and royal art, and one remembers that the magi were the masters of primitive civilization, because they were the masters of all the science of their time. To know is to be able when one dares to will. The first science of the practical qabalist, or the magus, is the knowledge of men. Phrenology, psychology, chiromancy, the observation of tastes and of movement, of the sound of the voice and of either sympathetic or anti…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 508

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…tful of all tortures. The Satan of the mountain was indeed cruelly avenged! The ancients called practical magic the sacerdotal and royal art, and one remembers that the magi were the masters of primitive civilization, because they were the masters of all the science of their time. To know is to be able when one dares to will. The first science of the practical qabalist, or the magus, is the knowledge of men. Phrenology, psychology, chiromancy, the observation of tastes and of movement, of the sound of the voice and of either sympathetic or anti…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 271

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…m the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. To me! Tome! The PRIEST mounts the second step. Tue Priest. O secret of secrets that art hidden in the be- ing of all that lives, not Thee do we adore, for that which adoreth is also Thou. Thou art That, and That am I. I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and in the core of every star. Iam Life, and the giver of Life; yet therefore is the knowledge of me the knowledge of death. Iam alone; there is no God where I am. The DEAcON and all rise to their feet, with the Hail- ing sign. Tu…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 14

The Argonauts

ARGONAUTAE JASON. Iolchus’ King is here, in very truth. Where is the son of Tyro? MEN. Who art thou? JASON. Know me for Jason and great Aeson’s heir. MEN. We learn good news, most enviable sir; That Aeson hath such grand inheritance. JASON. You have grown fat beneath an evil rule. Your period is at hand. Go, one of you, And drag the impious wretch before my sight! MEN. Aeson? Thy father? JASON. Play not with my wrath! My mood is something dangerous. MEN. Dangerous sir, 1 go indeed, to bring some danger more Hither. JASON. Poltroonery dislikes t…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 468

Magick Without Tears

… that it is called Dementia. And these Books have lived long and become famous because they are the Fruits of ancient Trees whereof thou art directly the Heir, wherefore (say I) they are more truly germane to thine own Nature than Books of Collateral Offshoots , though such were in themselves better and wiser. Yea, 0 my son, in these Writings thou mayst study to come to the true Comprehension of thine own Nature, and that of the whole Universe, in the dimension of Time, even as the Mathematic declareth it in that of Space: that is, of Extension…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 46

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…when my hood is spread over thy skull, when my might is more than the penned Indus, and resistless as the Giant Glacier. 34. For as thou art before a lewd woman in Thy naked- ness in the bazar, sucked up by her slyness and smiles, so art thou wholly and no more in part before the symbol of the beloved, though it be but a Pisacha or a Yantra or a Deva. 35. And in all shalt thou create the Infinite Bliss, and the next link of the Infinite Chain. 36. This chain reaches from Eternity to Eternity, ever in triangles—is not my symbol a triangleP—ever in…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 46

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…when my hood is spread over thy skull, when my might is more than the penned Indus, and resistless as the Giant Glacier. 34. For as thou art before a lewd woman in Thy naked- ness in the bazar, sucked up by her slyness and smiles, so art thou wholly and no more in part before the symbol of the beloved, though it be but a Pisacha or a Yantra or a Deva. 35. And in all shalt thou create the Infinite Bliss, and the next link of the Infinite Chain. 36. This chain reaches from Eternity to Eternity, ever in triangles—is not my symbol a triangleP—ever in…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 13

Liber Aleph

…knowest, upon the Scarlet Woman called Hilarion, as it was mysteriously foretold unto me in The Book of the Law. Now therefore that thou art come to the Age of Understanding, do hou give ear unto my Wisdom, for that therein lieth a simple and direct Way for every Man that he may attain to the End. Firstly, then, I would have thee to know that Spiritual Experience and Perfection have no necessary connection with Advancement in our Holy Order. But for each Man is a Path: here is a Constant, and there is a Variable. Seek ever herefore in thy Work …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 108

The Winged Beetle

…ous rivers When men let angels fret them ! II Yea ! let the South wind blow, And the Turkish banners advance, And the word go out : No quarter ! But I shall hold thee—so While the boys and maidens dance About the shambles of slaughter ! III I know thee who thou art, The inmost fiend that curlest Thy vampire tongue about Earth’s corybantic heart, Hell’s warrior that whirlest The darts of horror and doubt !

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1911 · PDF PAGE 85

The Vision and the Voice

…worshippers, and they have become drunken thereon, so that face to face have they beheld my Father. Thus are they made worthy to become partakers of the Mystery of this holy vessel, for the blood is the life. So sitteth she from age to age, and the righteous are never weary of her kisses, and by her murders and fornications she seduceth the world. Therein is manifested the glory of my Father, who is truth. (This wine is such that its virtue radiateth through the cup, and I reel under the intoxication of it. And every thought is destroyed by it.…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 37

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ds is smeared with blood. He’s the most evil and dangerous man in London. He’s a vampire, he lives on ruined lives.” I admit I had the heartiest abhorrence for the man. But this fiercely bitter denunciation of one who was evidently a close friend of two of the world’s greatest artists, did not make his case look blacker. I was not impressed, frankly, with Mrs. Webster as an authority on other people’s conduct. “O Thou Dragon-prince of the air, that art drunk on the blood of the sunsets! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, I A O!” A wild pang of j…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Mundi

Rose of the World ! Red glory of the secret heart of Love ! Red flame, rose-red, most subtly curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry i…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 157

The Winged Beetle

…times each mortal day. Instead of Abraham, the Mullah Called him Habib Husain Abdullah. But (what indeed is hardly strange) His views on Art began to change. “ This red’s a shrieking tone, I swear ! O for the black I used to wear ! ”

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1944 · PDF PAGE 46

The Book of Thoth

PART TWO THE ATU (KEYS or TRUMPS) 0. The Fool. The Formula of Tetragrammaton; The “Green Man” of the Spring Festival. “April Fool”; The Holy Ghost; The “Great Fool” of the Celts (Dalua); “The Rich Fisherman”; Percivale; The Croco­ dile (Mako, Son of Set, or Sebek); Hoor­Pa­Kraat; Zeus Arrheno­ theleus; Dionysus Zagreus; Bacchus Diphues; Baphomet; Sum­ mary. I. to XXI. The Juggler; The High Priestess; The Empress; The Em­ peror; The Hierophant; The Lovers (or, The Brothers); The Char­ iot; Adjustment; The Hermit; Fortune; Lust; The Hanged Man; D…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 156

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…, that all the other darkness that I have ever conceived would be like bright light beside it. His voice comes in a whisper: O thou that art master of the fifty gates of Understanding, is not my mother a black woman? O thou that art master of the Pentagram, is not the egg of spirit a black egg? Here abideth terror, and the blind ache of the Soul, and lo! even I, who am the sole light, a spark shut up, stand in the sign of Apophis and Typhon. I am the snake that devoureth the spirit of man with the lust of light. I am the sightless storm in the …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 156

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…, that all the other darkness that I have ever conceived would be like bright light beside it. His voice comes in a whisper: O thou that art master of the fifty gates of Understanding, is not my mother a black woman? O thou that art master of the Pentagram, is not the egg of spirit a black egg? Here abideth terror, and the blind ache of the Soul, and lo! even I, who am the sole light, a spark shut up, stand in the sign of Apophis and Typhon. I am the snake that devoureth the spirit of man with the lust of light. I am the sightless storm in the …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 149

The Vision and the Voice

…rom the vision. Manfully hast thou endured; yet, hadst thou been man, thou hadst not endured; and hadst thou been wholly that which thou art, thou shouldst have been caught up into the full vision that is unspeakable for Horror. And thou shouldst have beheld the face of the Magician that thou hast not been able to behold,—of him from whom issue forth the severities that are upon Malkuth, and his name is Misericordia Dei. And because he is the dyad, thou mayest yet understand in two ways. Of the first way, the Mercy of God is that Mercy which Je…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 409

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…he same as what is usually spoken of as non-attachment. The Doc- trine has been rediscovered in the West, and is usually an- nounced as “Art for Art’s sake.” This quality is most en- tirely necessary in Yoga. In times of dryness the “Devil” comes to you and persuades you that if you go on meditating or doing Pranayama, or whatever it is you may be at, you will gomad. He will also prove to you that it is most neces- sary for your spiritual progress to repose. He will explain that, by the great law of action and re-action, you should 87

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1898 · PDF PAGE 22

Aceldama

XXI. In every ecstasy exalt my heart ; Let every trance make loose and light the wings My soul must shake, ere her pure fabric springs Clothed in the secret dream-delights of Art Transcendent into air, the tomb of Things ; Let every kiss Melt on my lips to flame, fling back the gates of Dis ! XXII. Give me a master ! Not some learned priest Who by long toil and anguish has devised A train of mysteries, but some despised Young king of men, whose spirit is released From all the weariness, whose lips are prized By men not much— Ah ! let them only …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 79

Rodin in Rime

… these groves are fit for Pan— O rich with Bacchic frenzy and his wine’s Atonement for the infinite woe of man! Is there no God of Vital Art to dwell Serene, enshrined, incensed, adored of us? Were not a cemetery His citadel? His treasure-house some barred sarcophagus? And here his mighty and reverend high-priest Bade me good cheer, an eager acolyte, Poured the high wine, unveiled the mystic feast ;— Swooped the plumed anguish of inveterate night; Devouring torture of insight shot. Night hovered; Dawn smote. I bowed—O God declared, discovered! …

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