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Page 17 of 871912 · PDF PAGE 242
…g eight swords, as in the preceding symbol; the points falling away from each other. Two hands hold two swords crossed in the centre, as though their junction had disunited the others No rose, flower or bud, is shewn4 Above and below are 0 and Π, representing the Decanr Almost a worse symbol than the Nine of Swords Un- disciplined, warring force, complete disruption and failure. Ruin of all plans and projects Disdain, insolence and im— pertinence, yet mirth and jollity therewith. A marplot, loving to overthrow the happiness of others; a repeater…
1912 · PDF PAGE 242
…g eight swords, as in the preceding symbol; the points falling away from each other. Two hands hold two swords crossed in the centre, as though their junction had disunited the others No rose, flower or bud, is shewn4 Above and below are 0 and Π, representing the Decanr Almost a worse symbol than the Nine of Swords Un- disciplined, warring force, complete disruption and failure. Ruin of all plans and projects Disdain, insolence and im— pertinence, yet mirth and jollity therewith. A marplot, loving to overthrow the happiness of others; a repeater…
1913 · PDF PAGE 23
CHAPTER II THE CIRCLE THE Circle announces the Nature of the Great Work. Though the Magician has been Umited in his choice of room, he is more or less able to choose what part of the room he will work in. He will consider convenience and possibility. His circle should not be too small and cramp his movements; it should not be so large that he has long distances to traverse. Once the circle is made and consecrated, the Magician must not leave it, or even lean outside, lest he be de- stroyed by the hostile forces that are without. He chooses a ci…
1906 · PDF PAGE 284
…state of consciousness of a dying person is for him eternity. That this is not so is-shown by the phenomena of anzesthesia. Myst. Is it, though? Is the analogy so certain? Is there nothing in the attempt of all religions to secure that a man’s last thoughts should be of triumph, peace, joy, and their like ? Scept. I have been reading that somewhat mawkish book ‘‘The Soul of a People.” Disgusted as I was by its ooze of sentiment- ality, I was yet not unobservant of its cogni- sance of this fact, and I was even pleased— though this is by the way—…
1909 · PDF PAGE 296
…f Philosophus and Adeptus Minor, between the First and the Second Order. But before we close this chapter, it will be necessary, briefly though it may be, to trace out the effect these six rituals and the mass of occult knowledge which appertains to them, had upon P., and further might be expected to have on the ordinary seeker in the mysteries of Truth. To even the most casual student it must be apparent, once he has finished reading these rituals, that though they contain much that is scholarly and erudite, besides much that is essential and …
1909 · PDF PAGE 296
…f Philosophus and Adeptus Minor, between the First and the Second Order. But before we close this chapter, it will be necessary, briefly though it may be, to trace out the effect these six rituals and the mass of occult knowledge which appertains to them, had upon P., and further might be expected to have on the ordinary seeker in the mysteries of Truth. To even the most casual student it must be apparent, once he has finished reading these rituals, that though they contain much that is scholarly and erudite, besides much that is essential and …
1904 · PDF PAGE 103
…band’s honour—to stretch forth The arm of murder o’er the head of age. But surely must be means—— MADNESS. The prophecy! MEDEA. Happy my thought be! I have found it! Ha! “ Athena shall relent not till the king Shall die and live.” Vainly the prophet meant Mere transference of the crown. I'll twist his saying To daze the children—fools they are! So mask Evil beneath the waxen face of Good, Trick out Calamity in robes of Luck— Come, children! Is the sun bright? And your eyes? ALCESTIS. Dear queen, all’s well with us. Such happiness Crowds dayligh…
1910 · PDF PAGE 117
…? I am a witchs sieve to-night, Parched as the lusty Lesbian was for her savage lord, the light ! Ah ! couldst thou slay me and appeasethough naught but slaughter serve my turn, I, in an hour that bring thee ease, fret the nights silk and ache and burn. But nowmy whole life stings in me ; a viper violates my veins ; Locusta laughs at Lalage ! a ghoul that sucks at her own brains ! Where is the ship ? Where is the ship ? Where is my man, my man, my man ? Who gave thee power to rend and rip the hearty out from a courtezan ? I roved from town…
1961 · PDF PAGE 91
… which befell me in El-Kahira, in the Land of Khem, the Choice of me as the Word of the Æon. Now then for a while I worked with my Will, though not wholly; and again the Hand reached forth and smote me. This, albeit my Slackness was but as a Boy playing Truant, not a revolt against my Self. Wherefore, despite all, I made much Progress in short Time. n
1910 · PDF PAGE 103
…I see How all his virgin soul revolts from me, Knowing me for the ancient whore that sits Crowned and triumphant through eternity : Nor, though my beauty dazzled all his wits, Could he conceive that frailest fairy flits Across the abyss of mine imagining. So I came back from all my snares and pits, Crowned him with roses, called him lord and king. Then the poor fool fell on me, stammering Pale phrases of his mortal love, a thing Almost too petty for my star of lust To attract within her orbit : still I swing
1996 · PDF PAGE 64
…, of Whom you are, to Whom you go, your life is no more and no less than one con tinuous sacrament. You have no word but Her praise, no thought but love of Her. You have only one cry, of inarticulate ecstasy, the intense spasm, possession of Her, and Death, to Her. You have no act but the priest’s gesture that makes your body Hers. The wafer is the disk of the Sun, the star in Her body. Your blood is spilt from your heart with every beat of your pulse into Her cup. It is the wine of Her life crushed from the grape of your sun-ripened vine. On …
1898 · PDF PAGE 61
…le, And on celestial manna satisfy my soul. Each night new failure and each day fresh strength, A sense of something nearer day by day ; Though the ill road’s intolerable length, League upon league, fling back the torrid ray Of the fierce sunlight night can scarce allay With the incessant beating of cool wings, And men’s bleached skeletons infest the way, Yet Hope her passion like a flower brings, And Courage ranks me with unconquerable kings. So, in the power of these who guard my path, I hope one day to earn a loftier crown Than that pale gar…
1912 · PDF PAGE 418
…E EQUINOX St. James the Divine has indeed found a way to tell the truth (about most things) without frightening Respectability too much, though I think he might have spared us a thunderbolt against that feeble writer, Herbert Vivian. Sanctus Jacobus Corvus once observed in his treatise on?!”נ/עשתמ (blue- pencilled by the common sub-editor),“Crow and Crowley—what a combination ! " Not a bad one, either. Ifonly he had stolen the holy water (as I begged him to do) and baptized our mandrakes properly Never mind! I advise all our readers to read his…
1912 · PDF PAGE 418
…E EQUINOX St. James the Divine has indeed found a way to tell the truth (about most things) without frightening Respectability too much, though I think he might have spared us a thunderbolt against that feeble writer, Herbert Vivian. Sanctus Jacobus Corvus once observed in his treatise on?!”נ/עשתמ (blue- pencilled by the common sub-editor),“Crow and Crowley—what a combination ! " Not a bad one, either. Ifonly he had stolen the holy water (as I begged him to do) and baptized our mandrakes properly Never mind! I advise all our readers to read his…
1913 · PDF PAGE 117
…owers and fruits I bring to bless you, Cakes of corn, and wealth of wine ; With my crown will I caress you, With my music make you mine. Though I perish, I preserve you; Through my fall, ye rise above : Ruling you, your priest, I serve you, Being life, and being love. JOANNA. Here is corn! JULIA. Here is wine! THE YOUNG JOHN. Life reborn, The Deed Divine!
1913 · PDF PAGE 117
…owers and fruits I bring to bless you, Cakes of corn, and wealth of wine ; With my crown will I caress you, With my music make you mine. Though I perish, I preserve you; Through my fall, ye rise above : Ruling you, your priest, I serve you, Being life, and being love. JOANNA. Here is corn! JULIA. Here is wine! THE YOUNG JOHN. Life reborn, The Deed Divine!
1961 · PDF PAGE 14
… Qabalistic Art) O thou study most constantly, my Son, in the Art of the Holy Qabalah. Know that herein the Rela- tions between Numbers, though they be mighty in Power and prodigal of Knowledge, are but lesser Things. For the Work is to reduce all other conceptions to these of Number, because thus thou wilt lay bare the very Structure of thy Mind, whose rule is Necessity rather than Prejudice. Not until the Universe is thus laid naked before thee canst thou truly anatomize it. The Tendencies of thy Mind lie deeper far than any Thought, for they…
1961 · PDF PAGE 37
…hy Path. For to thee, who hast aspired, it is thy Nature to perform the Great Work, and this is the final Dissolution of the Cosmos. For though a Stone seem to lie still on a Mountain Top, and have no care, yet hath it an hidden Nature, a Task Ineffable and Stupendous; namely, to force its Way to he Centre of Gravity of the Universe, and also to burn up its Elements into the final Homogeneity of Matter. Therefore the Way of Quiet is but an Illusion of Ignorance. Whoever thou mayst be now, thy Destiny is that which I have declared unto thee; and…
1899 · PDF PAGE 57
…with tender words That pierce her bosom, like dividing swords, With hopes and loves re-quickened, and her breath Grew calm as worships, though as dark as death Her soul had been for weary days no few ; Now, lightened by the spirit thrust anew As into a dead body breath of life, She gave sweet thanks with gentle lips that ope, Like buds of roses on the sunny slope Of lily gardens falling toward a stream That flashes back the intolerable beam Of sunlight with light heart. They fled away At Cypris word, beyond the bounds of day Into the awful ca…
1898 · PDF PAGE 80
…ncarnate flame of Lesbian lovers dying, Then where the world is past, and Heaven or hell draw nigh ? Heaven with cold and loveless lips, though his fruits be many, Hell with his red mouth hot, barren although he be. Hylas and Sappho choose, and are never denied of any, Hell’s most insatiate fangs, death and his empery.