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Page 178 of 1961996 · PDF PAGE 124
…le energy. Great men find time for everything, shirk nothing, make reputations in half a dozen different lines, have twenty simultaneous love affairs, and live to a green old age. The milksops and valetudinarians never get anywhere; usually they die early; and even if they lived forever, what’s the use? The body is itself a restriction as well as an instrument. When death is as complete as it should be, the individual expands and fulfils himself in all directions; it is an omniform samadhi. This is of course “eternal ecstasy” in the sense alrea…
1996 · PDF PAGE 144
…se. It is therefore crowned by death; and, being wholly itself, lives again by attracting its equal and opposite Counterpart, with whom “love under will” is the fulfilment of the Law, in a sublimer sphere. But there are no rules until one finds them: a man leaving Ire land for the Sahara does well to discard such “indispensable” and “proper” things as a waterproof and a blackthorn for a turban and a dagger. The “moral” man is living by the no-reason of Laws, and that is stupid and inadequate even when the Laws still hold good; for he is a mere…
1996 · PDF PAGE 112
…s, at all the joy; and there shall be in them a joy a million times greater than this. Beware lest any force another, King against King! Love one another with burning hearts; on the low men trample in the fierce lust of your pride, in the day of your wrath. Commentary: The Christians to the Lions! A hermit is one who dwells isolated in the desert, exactly as a soul, a star, or an electron in the wilderness of space-time. The 11:6 11:24
1922 · PDF PAGE 209
…rility. The true hero is Parsifal, who feels the temptations. ‘‘ A man of like passions with ourselves.” The more acutely alive he is to love,
1996 · PDF PAGE 201
200 The Law is for All 41. The word of Sin is Restriction. O man! refuse not thy wife, if she will! O lover, if thou wilt, depart! There is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse. Accursed! Accursed be it to the aeons! Hell. 42. Let it be that state of manyhood bound and loathing. So with thy all; thou hast no right but to do thy will. 43. Do that, and no other shall say nay. 44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect. 45. The Perfect and the Perfect are one Perfec…
1906 · PDF PAGE 7
…THE DRUNKARD.} I. TERROR, and darkness, and hor:id despair ! Agony painted upon the once fair Brow of the man who refused to give up The love of the wine-filled, the o’erflowing cup. ‘Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging.” No wine in death is his torment assuaging. Il. Just what the parson had told me when young: Just what the people in chapel have sung: ‘Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging.” Desunt cetera. A PEEP BEHIND THE SCENES. In the hospital bed she lay, Rotting away ! Cursing by night and cursing by day, Rotting away ! 1 This, …
1907 · PDF PAGE 138
… FIRE. I, raging and lowering, I, flying and cowering, I, weaving and woven, Budding and flowering, Spiring and showering, Cleaving and cloven ! My being encloses Fountains of roses, Lilies, and light ! I wrap and I sunder! I am lightning and thuiuder ! The world-souls wonder At me and my might ! All-piercing, all-winding, All-moving, all-blinding, All shaken in my hissing; My life’s light finding All spirits, and binding Their love with my kissing ;
1907 · PDF PAGE 184
… desire Cuts through the snare. The cold confounds me ; The mist surrounds me; Life trembles and lowers ; Earth fades from miy life. The love of my wife, The light of the flowers, Earth’s beautiful bowers. Pass, and are not. I am awed by the soul of the place, the hope- less, the desolate spot. Here is the wharf Wearily standing, Misshapen and dwarf, Well fit for such landing ! Darker the bloom Of the night-flowers glows, Shadowing the tomb, The indicible woes. Dark and unlovely the cypress still grows Deformed and blistered, Stunted and blacke…
1922 · PDF PAGE 379
Love Under Will 365 mean that things like heroin and alcohol may be and should be used for the purpose of worshipping, that is, entering into communion with, the ‘Snake that giveth Knowledge and Delight and bright glory’ which is the genius which lies ‘in the core of every star.’ And, ‘Every man and every woman is a star.’ The taking of a drug should be a carefully thought out and purposeful religious act. Experience alone can teach you the right conditions in which the act is legitimate, that is, when it assists you to do your will. If a billi…
1996 · PDF PAGE 159
160 The Law is for All m:10 Faith’s lamp sputters, and Hope’s cloak is threadbare, gropes, heavily leaning on the staff of Love, blinking and droning along—and suddenly sees Him! I did the sum over, this time with my pen like a panther. Too good to be true! I added my figures; yes, 718 past denial. I checked my value of Stèle; 52, and no error. Then only I let myself yield to the storm of delight and wonder that rushed up from the Hand of Him that is throned in the Abyss of my Being; and I wrote in my Magical Record the Triumph for which I have…
1996 · PDF PAGE 121
122 The Law is for All cease to rave. What is so unreasonable as man? The only Because in the lover’s litany is Because I love you. We want no skeleton syllogisms at our symposium of souls. Philosophically, “Because” is absurd. There is no answer to the question “Why.” The greatest thinkers have been sceptics or agnostics: omnia exeunt in mysterium, and summa scientia nihil scire are old commonplaces.1 In my essays “Truth” (in Konx Om Pax), “The Soldier and the Hunchback,” “Eleusis” and others, I have offered a detailed demonstration of the sel…
1907 · PDF PAGE 81
…tter? [ALAIN takes up letter from table and reads, 75 ALAIN (reads). ““O white-bosomed Blanche! I am pale and wan with suffering for thy love. Pity me, moonlike queen. Leave to-night the postern door”—my postern door—‘‘ ajar that I may speak with your beauty on the stairs’—my stairs. ‘“ Beware of thy lynx- eyed uncle ”—me—ah ! yes? DENYS. Sir, do you take me for the pernicious idiot that wrote that stuff? ALAIN. Sir, I know that there is a lady and a letter and a door and—a marriage. [udicating the appropriate four guarters of the universe. DEN…
1910 · PDF PAGE 347
…n a lack of perfect control over his medium spoils one of the finest stories ever thought, All the glamour of the Highlands is here; all love, IV zZ 329
1910 · PDF PAGE 347
…n a lack of perfect control over his medium spoils one of the finest stories ever thought, All the glamour of the Highlands is here; all love, IV zZ 329
1899 · PDF PAGE 251
…ease. The thoughts of the Highest would borrow The roar of the seas.’ And yet, despite a good deal of bombast about ‘lust being one with love,’ and the like, Mr. Crowley has many poetical qualities, and a good deal of promise. His muse is windy, and boyish in over-emphasis, but he has a true sense of musical sound, and, metrically, he has scarcely a bad line. He should mature and live to write very respectable verse.- We doubt if he will ever be original ; but in the middle way of discipleship he ought to do well enough.” —Liserature. 5
1907 · PDF PAGE 44
33 MOLLY. Oh, Percy, Percy, am I not your love? Sik PERcY. I am sorry, heartily, Miss Tyson. MOLLY. SIR PERCY. I did indeed speak foolishly. ANGELA (aszde). Your purse ! SIR PERCY (aside). O that were devilish—she’s a good girl ! ANGELA. I hate her. SiR PERcY. Buy yourself a pretty hat ! Forget my pretty speeches | [Pings his purse down. CARRUTHERS. O Lord Christ ! In one short day—he was a gentleman ! Sir Percival! Would God I were dead too ! If he had lived—thank God he died! Sir Percy, Lend me your pistol ; here’s a heart to hit ! [Sir Percy…
1907 · PDF PAGE 220
… lonely mother-cry, The Muse, her hope down-stricken. Magi- cally The full deep chorus stirs the sky ; Hark ! one voice beyond all Gives love’s own call, Not hers, Eurydice’s, But thine, thou sweet blood-breasted nightin- gale Waking thy choral wail From Mitylene to remotest seas ! THE RIVER HEBRUS, Was e’er a stream before So sad a burden bore Rolling a melancholy sorrow down from shore to shore ? CALLIOPE. O this is bitterness beyond belief. Grief beyond grief. Boots it to weep? I holp him not with force : What should avail—remorse? RIVER HEB…
1913 · PDF PAGE 275
…ister Crowley, illustration by J. F: C. Fuller), 1, 89 Circe (Ethel Archer), V1, 52 Circean, The Dream (Aleister Crowley), 11 105 “Come, Love, Awaken,” Song (Ethel Archer), VI, 66 Coming of Apollo, The (Victor B. Neuburg), III, 281 Crapulous Contemporaries My: I, Stewed Prunes and Prism, II, 393; Il, The Shadowy Dill Waters, III, 327; III, 237
1913 · PDF PAGE 275
…ister Crowley, illustration by J. F: C. Fuller), 1, 89 Circe (Ethel Archer), V1, 52 Circean, The Dream (Aleister Crowley), 11 105 “Come, Love, Awaken,” Song (Ethel Archer), VI, 66 Coming of Apollo, The (Victor B. Neuburg), III, 281 Crapulous Contemporaries My: I, Stewed Prunes and Prism, II, 393; Il, The Shadowy Dill Waters, III, 327; III, 237
1929 · PDF PAGE 21
…self, instead of investigating his actual nature. For example, a woman may make hei self misérable for life by thinking that she prefers love to social considération, or vice versa. One woman may stay with an unsympathetic nusband when she would really be happy in an attic with a lover, while another may fool herself into a romande elopement when her only true pleasures are those of presiding at fashionable functions. Again, a boy’s instinct may tell him to go to sea, while his parents insist on his becoming a doctor. In such a case, he will be…