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Page 22 of 1591954 · PDF PAGE 320
…ents to be received in audience; then you break them without warning, explanation, apology or regret. You are always going to have ample time to devote to the Great Work; but that time is always somewhere after the middle of next week. If you put half as much enthusiasm into what you quite rightly claim to be the most important factor in life as other old ladies do into Culbertson Contract, you might get somewhere. What you need, in the way of a Guru, is some fat, greasy
1906 · PDF PAGE 273
TIME * -A DIALOGUE BETWEEN A BRITISH SCEPTIC AND AN. | INDIAN MYSTIC ‘‘ He (Shelley) used to say that he had lived three times as long as the calendar gave out, which he would prove between jest and earnest by some remarks on Time— ~~ ‘That would have puzzled that stout Stagyrite. >)? —Prefix to the ‘‘ Wandering Jew” in “ Fraser's Magazine.” [The philosophical premisses of this and the other essays in this volume should be studied in ; Keynes. Formal Logic. Erdmann. History of Philosophy. Berkeley. Three Dialogues «.r-.A. Hume. Works. Kant. Pro…
1909 · PDF PAGE 85
… on my magical power, which is an active thing, and therefore my passivity is not perfect. Of course, when IT happens, it happens out of time and space—now or ten years hence it is all the same. All the same to IT; not all the same to me, O.M. So 0.M. (the dog I) persists irrationally in wanting IT, here and now. Surely, indeed, it is a lack of faith, a pandering to the time-illusion . . . and so forth. Yes, no doubt it is all magically wrong, even magically absurd; yet, though I see the snare,I deliberately walk into it. I suppose I shall be p…
1907 · PDF PAGE 69
…Her secret wonders grow and glow, limned in the luminous patine. Worship, the sculptor’s, clean forgot in worship of her body lithe, And time forgotten with his scythe, and thought, the Witenagemot. Confused in rapture: peace is culled a flower from the arboreal root, The vision dulled, the singer mute, shattered the lute, the song annulled. 41 G
1913 · PDF PAGE 233
…UP TO DATE. LITTLE don Perkins , L Social psychologist, Proved after hall To old Dowbiggin ( Master of Arts and Doctor of Science ) That time and space and matter and motion ( In short , God 's universe ) Were just a machine of one , two , three , Known unto Perkins Revealed to Dowbiggin . While over the court , the naked universe Arched with its laughter of a million suns , And every orb , out of the sea Of that unfathomable night blue , Sang - Gloria in excelsis deo ! While little don Perkins Played double dummy , And old Dowbiggin Slumbered …
1922 · PDF PAGE 51
… as a flying man ; and thirdly, the traditional connection of Paris with extravagant gaiety and luxuriant love. I was quite aware at the time that my moral sense and my mental sense had been thrown overboard for the moment; but my attitude was simply: “ Good- bye, Jonah!” For the first time in my life I was being absolutely myself, freed from all the inhibitions of body, intellect, and training which keep us, normally, in what we call sane courses of action. I seem to remember asking myself if I was insane, and answering, “ Of course I am—sanit…
1929 · PDF PAGE 517
…s will put its possessor in Easy Street, I was to find myself a candidate for complete destitution. For many months I was, for the first time in my life, constantly preoccupied with the problem of keeping myself alive, and did so only by the operations of periodical windfalls. Again and again my coracle sank under me and each time those responsible for the conduct of my initiation handed out something to go on with from some totally unexpected source, in order to keep me on that psychological razor-edge whence one can always see the abyss as on…
1904 · PDF PAGE 57
… rot her rasp ! I have grown weaker, and I doubt if Leila herself could wake the old fuzzle for an hour or so. The flies were by this time a seeth- ing mass upon his manly master-member ; they fed like coffin-worms at a ladys eyes. The sad soul stiffened ; Captain Standish was himself again. This is an excellent method, explained the Archbishop ; I have known it to succeed even in the direst ex- tremity. When pross and prugge have done their dirtiest : when jill and jomer have given up the job : when Abbess and Artichoke have abandoned the …
1904 · PDF PAGE 87
…h ! To tell me about travail and labour and that rubbish-besides, a really nice God would keep his smoking-room jokes to himself another time. And the brute never made love either. Ill be even with him one day. I do wish this hole wouldnt itch. Rubbings no good-oh ! Its better when I rub hard. There ! Its started again now Ive left off. Ill rub harder this time. Ah ! Adam ! Adam ! Ha ! I thought I was with Adam Oh, how lovely ! And she gave a delicious little sigh. Pardon this intrusion, Duchess, pray said a new voice, in the w…
1903 · PDF PAGE 21
…y Makes Maurya May The Goddess rare. The light of the stars Be hers : go, go, Ye silent folk, Harness your cars ! Brace the yoke ! It is time to Know. Ho! Ho! Desolate deeds ! She bleeds, she bleeds. The golden head Is drooped for aye. She is dead, she is dead. She is God, and I? I am might. I am power. I am light For an hour. I am strong, I grow. Ho! Ho! I taught Criosda The evil runes. _ Mine were the tunes His passion sang.
1910 · PDF PAGE 139
UT 129 Dissolved His being to a nameless naught, Brake all the wings and waves of time and thought, So in the quivering flame that hurled Its founts of life to the remotest world Supreme stood Death, and sware Destruction to all things that were ! IV Child, father, warrior, I worshipped Thee before ; Friend, bridegroom, now I yield me to the rod. My God, and very God of very God As breath, as death, as all, as naught, unknown, Known, is there not an end, when one alone Stand I, and thou, and He Arisen above all things that be ?
1944 · PDF PAGE 118
…ointed for the Enlightenment of mine Eyes. Now then of this may I not speak, seeing that it involveth the Mystery of the Transcending of Time, so that in One Hour of our Terrestial Measure did I gather the Harvest of an Aeon, and in Ten Lives I could not declare it. DE QUIBUSDAM MYSTERIIS, QUAE VIDI Yet even as a Man may set up a Memorial or Symbol to import Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand, so may I strive to inform thine Understanding by Hieroglyph. And here shall thine own experience serve us, because a Token of Remembrance sufficeth him that…
1909 · PDF PAGE 54
…te and cardinal content : Even as the holy hawk that towers sublime Into the great abyss, with icy gaze Fronting the calm immensities of time And making space to shudder; so I praise With infinite contempt the joyous world That I have figured in this brain of mine. The sails of this life’s argosy are furled; The anchor drops in those abodes divine. Master of self and God, freewill and Fate. [ am alone — at last — to meditate,
1913 · PDF PAGE 457
…“ Just about your height and breadth.” “It is well. Go, and continue to do what I told you.” The nine days rolled by; at the end of that time, a new visit; but this time he was absolutely radiant and excited. As soon as he caught sight of Eliphas : “Thanks, Master!” he cried. “The machine works! People whom I did not know have come to place at my disposal the funds which were necessary to carry out my enterprise; I have found again peace in sleep; and all that thanks to your power!” 159
1913 · PDF PAGE 457
…“ Just about your height and breadth.” “It is well. Go, and continue to do what I told you.” The nine days rolled by; at the end of that time, a new visit; but this time he was absolutely radiant and excited. As soon as he caught sight of Eliphas : “Thanks, Master!” he cried. “The machine works! People whom I did not know have come to place at my disposal the funds which were necessary to carry out my enterprise; I have found again peace in sleep; and all that thanks to your power!” 159
1919 · PDF PAGE 439
…EVEN PORTALS 70. Remember, thou that fightest for man’s liberation, each failure is success, and each sincere attempt wins its reward in time. The holy germs that sprout and grow un- seen in the disciple’s soul, their stalks wax strong at each new trial, they bend like reeds but never break, nor can they eer be lost. But when the hour has struck they blossom forth. But if thou cam’st prepared, then have no fear. These verses explain the cumulative effect of which we spoke. It is very hard to persist, because very often we seem to make no progre…
1909 · PDF PAGE 128
THE EQUINOX “This time I was under no illusions about the sanctity of womanhood. With a single blow I felled her to the ground, My signet-ring cut her lip, and the blood trickled over her cheek. I laughed. But the child never moved—it would seem she hardly comprehended. “T turned, bowed. ‘I could not bear to hear your cries,’ I said—rather obviously, one may admit. ‘I came—— adding under my breath, ‘I saw, I conquered.’ ‘Who is that?’ I added sternly, pointing to the prostrate hag. “¢Ah, sir’ (she began to cry), ‘it is my mother. The horror of …
1909 · PDF PAGE 352
…aling with this subject, by Mr. William Mackenzie, Secretary to the Crofters’ Com- mission. That the skin, after being dried, should sometimes have been made into waistcoats, is only natural, but it appears that it was also put to a more esoteric use, for persons suffering from sciatica wore girdles of it, with a view to driving that malady away. The smoker and chewer, Mr. Mackenzie tells us, cut the skin into small squares, and converted them into spleuchain, or tobacco pouches, whilst the husbandman made thongs, which he used for the harness …
1909 · PDF PAGE 128
THE EQUINOX “This time I was under no illusions about the sanctity of womanhood. With a single blow I felled her to the ground, My signet-ring cut her lip, and the blood trickled over her cheek. I laughed. But the child never moved—it would seem she hardly comprehended. “T turned, bowed. ‘I could not bear to hear your cries,’ I said—rather obviously, one may admit. ‘I came—— adding under my breath, ‘I saw, I conquered.’ ‘Who is that?’ I added sternly, pointing to the prostrate hag. “¢Ah, sir’ (she began to cry), ‘it is my mother. The horror of …
1909 · PDF PAGE 352
…aling with this subject, by Mr. William Mackenzie, Secretary to the Crofters’ Com- mission. That the skin, after being dried, should sometimes have been made into waistcoats, is only natural, but it appears that it was also put to a more esoteric use, for persons suffering from sciatica wore girdles of it, with a view to driving that malady away. The smoker and chewer, Mr. Mackenzie tells us, cut the skin into small squares, and converted them into spleuchain, or tobacco pouches, whilst the husbandman made thongs, which he used for the harness …