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…r them, but no more, and the one fact does not alter the other. Surely Our Fid. Def. will find little support in this claim on behalf of death. We all die ; it was the Resurrection and Ascension which stamped Christ as God. Our Philosopher will, I think, fight shy of these events. The two thieves were “ nailed up like vermin ” on either side of Christ by precisely the same people ; are they also gods ? To found a religion on the fact of death, murder though it were, is hardly more than African fetichism. Does death prove more than life ? Will M…
…RUS, Hail, S’afi, king of Egypt and the Nile! Hail, S’afi, Lord of the two lands,? all hail! S’AFI. King of himself and lord of life and death, No lesser throne! [have borne meas a god, Avenging on my nearest blood the sin That brought me shameful to the shameless light. I have not faltered nor turned back at all, Nor moved my purpose for a moment’s thought. Nor will Tnow. The god is gone from me, And as a man I feel the living shame Of my existence, and the biting brand Of murder set upon me, and the sting Of my discrownéd forehead. I shall di…
… it Against the horror of the pit. ITI. Thus in a cage of wisdom lay The dead man, live as they. They hold him sacred from the sun, From death and dissolution. Within the charmédd space is naught Possible unto thought. 94
Or with a grace like God, a stealth like love, Pour on him from above Wine from the purple vats of death ? Nay ! tis no wondershall they wonder then, These bat-eyed newspaper-besotted men, If thou and I have found the Elixir rare That giveth Life to those whoso drinketh it, The Stone beyond compare, The harmony of the Circle and the Square, All that surpasseth mortal wit Even to imagine ? we have found it, Rose, Rose of the Stars, Rose of the utmost snows ! Where ? Where Love knows. 17
…he mother, /mr is the Sanskrit root = “Kill,” hence Mara, mors,1 Maria, and I suppose meer, mere, mer1 2—in short, lots of words meaning death or sea. Note Mordred as the traitor villain in Morte d’Arthur.3 In Liber Legis we have “Mary” who is to be “torn upon wheels” apparently because she is “inviolate”. Liber 418 has some explanation of this: “because she hath shut herself up,” I seem to remember is the phrase.4 1 [In Buddhism Mara is a devaputta or superhuman entity, usually char acterized as evil; he has other technical synonyms, includin…
…wful accents, the Supreme address. The Fourth, the final word ! All chaos shrank and heard The terror that vibrated in the breath. Hell, Death, and Sin must hear, Tremble and visibly fear, Shake the intangible chain that hungereth. That Mother of Mankind Sprang in the thunder-wind ! The strong words bind For evermore, Amen! the keys of Hell and Death.! Central, supreme, most formidable, Night Gathered its garments, drew itself apart ; Gaunt limbs appear athwart the coprolite Veil of deep agony, display the heart ; Even as a gloomy sea, Wherein …
…mon wealth, because the true proprietor of all things is God, who wishes all things to belong to everybody. Whatever you may do, at your death you will carry away nothing of this world’s goods. Now, that which must be taken away from you one day is not really yours. It has only been lent to you. As to the usufruct, it is the result of work; but even work is not an assured guarantee of possession, and war may come with devastation and fire to displace property. Make then good use of those things which perish, O you who will perish before they do…
…mon wealth, because the true proprietor of all things is God, who wishes all things to belong to everybody. Whatever you may do, at your death you will carry away nothing of this world’s goods. Now, that which must be taken away from you one day is not really yours. It has only been lent to you. As to the usufruct, it is the result of work; but even work is not an assured guarantee of possession, and war may come with devastation and fire to displace property. Make then good use of those things which perish, O you who will perish before they do…
…ure eyes beneath The heavy-fringed ecstatic lids, Seeing for maiden song and wreath Sphinxes and pagan Pyramids ! O sorrow bitterer than death To leave the dear delighted land, And change the groves of Nazareth For lonely leagues of sterile sand ! To us who wander desolate In Earth’s sad wilderness do Thou Bend down Thy lips immaculate And touch and kiss the adoring brow ! Amen. A 25
…nce shed upon the air ! Out flames the miracle of life and love ! Out, out the lights ! Flame , flame , the rushing storm ! Darkness and death , and glory in my soul ! Swept , swept away are pope and cardinal, Palace and city ! There I lay beneath The golden roof of the eternal stars , Borne upon some irremeable sea That glowed with most internal brilliance ; 2 And verily My life was borne on the dark stream of death Down whirling aeons , linked abysses , columns Built of essential time . And lo ! the light Shed from Her shoulders whom I dimly …
…erce pride now thrilled him, there was mingled with it a sinking of the spirit; for he realized that its mistress had been sterility and death. And it was of death that he was most afraid. The cynical calm of Douglas appalled him; he recognized the superiority of that great sorcerer; and his hope to supplant him died within his breast. At that moment Hecate herself passed into him, and twined herself inextricably about his brain. He accepted his destiny as her high-priest; in future he would do murder for the joy of pleasing her! All other mist…
…cry of Woman. Let none speak of it: let none write it: I, I am troubled, my eyes are moist with dews of terror: surely the Bitterness of Death is past. And I turned me to the South and lo! a great lion as wounded and perplexed. He cried: I have conquered! Let the Sons of Earth keep silence; for my Name is become as That of Death! When will men learn the Mysteries of Creation? How much more those of the Dissolution (and the Pang of Fire)? I turned me to the West and there was a great Bull; White with horns of White and Black and Gold. His mouth …
…upreme Ritual. and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu. and the pleasure of uttermost delight! Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution. and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu. These verses refer once more to the concomitants of the act; they indicate the adjutants to the technique; and they indicate the spirit in which it should be appr…
…roy! JASON. It is enough! HERACLES. Too great for a god’s strength! THESEUS. Speak! CASTOR. Change! Not to be borne! POLLUX. But this is death! ORPHEUS, Let the light fade. The oracle is past. JASON. The Voice is past. We are alive again. ORPHEUS. What spake That Silence? HERACLES. “This is not a quest Where strength availeth aught.” I shall not go. JASON. Nay, brother. The voice was: “The end is sorrow!”
…ngs is insensate, and may destroy him.—Z/iphas Levi. Orpheus for the love he bare to his wife, snatcht, as it were, from him by untimely Death, resolved to go down to Hell with his harp, to try if he might obtain her of the infernal power.— Zhe Wisdom of the Anctents,
…ure eyes beneath The heavy-fringed ecstatic lids, Seeing for maiden song and wreath Sphinxes and pagan Pyramids ! O sorrow bitterer than death To leave the dear delighted land, And change the groves of Nazareth For lonely leagues of sterile sand ! To us who wander desolate In Earth’s sad wilderness do Thou Bend down Thy lips immaculate And touch and kiss the adoring brow ! Amen. A 25
…orn again in another world , to slough the skin of the terrene and be robed in all the supernal glory of the celestial . Love changes as Death , it effaces the past , it brightens the future , beautifies as the hand of some mystic artist , all misery , all sorrow , all woe , overwhelming , illimitable . Now we see the horrid form of his lower self , which he once strove to cast off , bending over him ; the Venus of his body rises lecherous over the pure Isis of his soul , the carnal lusting over the Spiritual , as Iago slavered over Desdemona .…
… of all sorts, as altruism — that exquisite refinement of fear which we call sympathy — that I condemn. It is be- cause we are afraid of death that the death of others affects us, except of course in the case of bereavement. Just look at your Christian when he gets his modicum of manhood. He will not take the manly way, because (a) he is afraid of hurting the modesty of the poor girl (who is simply aching for him) ; (b) he is afraid of catching some disease : (c) he might get her into trouble ; (d) what will the neighbours say ? ; (e) suppose s…
… profound Still burns the rescuing sign ; Beyond all sight and sense and sound The symbol flames divine. For He shall make all life, all death, His solitary shrine.