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…ast, and eagle’s wings ! You are my riddle, and the answer sinks Below the deep essential base of things, Rises above the utmost brim of thought And bubbles over as impatient song. Yet ‘ We are one ” is all, and allis naught; And this one “ one”, and “all”, and “naught " The whole content of our imagining, [shall throng The great arcanum in the adytum hid From men, and though we carve or kiss or sing, The Sphinx is dumb, and blind the Pyramid. ~~ Now our affairs are ordered perfectly. Give me your mouth, your mouth, and let us die! - — GQ) — “I
1909 · PDF PAGE 74
…hat do we know? It matters net. We know, This is enough, that we have slain the Sphinx, Worked out her wizardry, dissolved her doom; And though her wine be death to him that drinks We shall carouse for ever in the tomb. We drank bull’s blood and all our pangs immense Are better than eupeptic innocence.
1913 · PDF PAGE 154
Harold Monro . Oh, if there be no God , by whom and why Was Consciousness erected from the sod ? Though I hate life , I swear I will not die Until I have discovered — Who is God ? Joscelyn . By God, I cannot tell you . If your tale Be true, ' tis strange and terrible indeed . My only business is to sell my ale John . Have you no Church and no religious Creed ? Joscelyn . Church ! On the sabbath , surely . In the week I earn my bread . God knows , I cannot spare An hour - John ( looking up the road ). Ah, who is this ? I'll make him speak ! Josc…
1913 · PDF PAGE 226
188 THE EQUINOX (11) I care not though my love hath murdered me With one soft touch of her most tender lips ; For dying on her breast, love’s face I see: Love calls me back from death; my spirit slips Back to the old forgetfulness, ere I Was risen to life’s surface, virgin-pure To tinge my soul with the blueness of the sky, The sun’s gold, and earth’s blacknesses secure. Wherefore shall I repine that I must fade? Shall there not alway be immortal roses? How, losing life then, shall I be afraid If at the sunset my tired soul reposes? Oh, I shall…
1913 · PDF PAGE 226
188 THE EQUINOX (11) I care not though my love hath murdered me With one soft touch of her most tender lips ; For dying on her breast, love’s face I see: Love calls me back from death; my spirit slips Back to the old forgetfulness, ere I Was risen to life’s surface, virgin-pure To tinge my soul with the blueness of the sky, The sun’s gold, and earth’s blacknesses secure. Wherefore shall I repine that I must fade? Shall there not alway be immortal roses? How, losing life then, shall I be afraid If at the sunset my tired soul reposes? Oh, I shall…
1898 · PDF PAGE 21
… impertinent and superfluous in me to point out in detail their many and varied excellences, or their obvious faults. The raison d’être, though, of their publication, is worthy of espe- cial notice. I refer to their psychological sequence, which agrees with their chronological order. His life- history, as well as his literary remains, gives us an idea of the progression of diabolism as it really is ; not as it is painted Note also, ( I ) the increase of selfishness in pleasure, ( 2 ) the diminution of his sensibility to physical charms. Pure an…
1907 · PDF PAGE 271
…ore the terror suddenly shown. The nameless fear for self , far hurled By death to dissolution vile, Fades as the royal truth is known : Though change and sorrow range and roll , There is no self - there is no soul !? TIME AND SPACE One question still remains before we dismiss the question of Time and Space , and that is their homo geneity and accidental reality in the Ego . Being forms of extension , Space permits Size , and Time , Number , i.e., in Consciousness . This is the meaning of “ Time is the fourth Dimension .” So the hard thinking o…
1909 · PDF PAGE 28
…ofoundly affect the sexual pro— cess : how and why I do not yet certainly know. 2.45. Rubbish! everything perfectly normal. 26 Difficult, though, to keep mantram going. Am sitting on the brink of the big fountain in the Luxembourg. This deadness of the whole system continues. To explain. Normally, if the thought be energetically directed to almost any point in the body, that point is
1909 · PDF PAGE 122
5.4. 5.30. 120 THE EQUINOX Mastery of the Reason), though it is commonly called 7°=4". It appeared to him at that period that so much talk and time were wasted on discussing the nature of the Attainment—a discussion foredoomed to failure, in the absence of all Knowledge, and in view of the Self- Contradictory Nature of the Reasoning Faculty, as applied to Metaphysics—that it would be wiser to drop the whole question, and concentrate on a simple Magical Progress. The Next Step for humanity in general was then “ the Knowledge and Conversation of …
1912 · PDF PAGE 17
…ld, her eyes of pale blue, and her complexion fair and rosy. ZELINA is small and plump. Her hair is brown, and her age nine-and- twenty, though she looks older. MONICA is of medium height, very thin and serpent-like, her hair black and crisp ; her features like Madonna’s. Her eyes are extraordinarily black, keen, and piercing. Her age is twenty. Her hands and feet are very small and white, her complexion like fine porcelain. THE ABBESS is a gigantic and burly woman of fifty years old. xvi
1930 · PDF PAGE 8
But neither by the natural use of His abilities, though they hâve made Him famous through the whole world, nor by the utmost rnight of his Magick, is He able to acquire material wealth beyond the minimum necessary to keep Him alive and at work. It is in vain that He protests that not He but the Work is in need of money ; He is barred by the strict Jetter of His Oath to give ail that He hath for His magical Attainment. Yet more awful is the doom that He hath invoked upon Himself in renouncing His right as a man to enjoy the Love of those whom He…
1899 · PDF PAGE 39
…e did not smile, Nor did my kisses soothe a mother’s woe, Because my thews grown strong were impotent To reign or be a captain any more, Though I might serve the children who had grown Less godlike from his loins who made me god. So when the day was ripe, my brethren turned And gnashed upon me, mocking, with their teeth: Thou art the son of a strange woman, thou! Begone from honest folk !—and I in wrath Smote once or twice with naked hand, and slew Two gibing cowards, and went forth an outcast, Cc
1909 · PDF PAGE 33
…the corner of the evil year And find a brave new springtide coming on. Meanwhile by stealth I may invoke your shade And clasp you to me, though it be a dream Or little more, a vision from the Maid~ That rules by Phlegethon's sepulchral streain. Nay ! it is more: by magic art compel (My soul!) my maiden’s body to appear Visible, tangible, enjoyable Even to the senses of the amorous seer, Whose demon ministers through the gulphs and glooms Convey his mistress 6n their meteor plumes. VIL? More, I will visit you, forlorn who lie Crying for lack of …
1909 · PDF PAGE 67
…Ah, but I can. The agony extends — Iam wrapt up all in an equal hell. There is a point at which emotion ends. Tam come through to peace, though pain yet swell Its paean in my every vein and nerve. Try me, o God, convulse me to the marrow ! I am its element ; I shall not swerve. Lam Apollo too; I loose one arrow Swift enough, straight enough to conquer you. O Sphinx! Gaze on! I can be silent too. IX Now then the pressure and the pain increase, And ever nearer grows the exulting rose Your face; and like a Malay with his kriss ° That runs amok you…
1911 · PDF PAGE 81
…ke it so l—and we must perforce come and fill thousands more with good Christian flesh and blood, that was alive and jolly. Let us be off, though! The Preceptor sheds dullness as the sun sheds light, alike on the evil and on the good. One, two, three—I’ll race you all to Sidi Khaled. [They go of R. toward their horses, JOCELYN Singing as he goes. What is the worth Of a hound or a hawk? A monkey for mirth! A parrot for talk! Rosamond’s skin Is whiter than milk, Seductive as sin And softer than silk. Would I were back From crusade for an hour, My l…
1911 · PDF PAGE 81
…ke it so l—and we must perforce come and fill thousands more with good Christian flesh and blood, that was alive and jolly. Let us be off, though! The Preceptor sheds dullness as the sun sheds light, alike on the evil and on the good. One, two, three—I’ll race you all to Sidi Khaled. [They go of R. toward their horses, JOCELYN Singing as he goes. What is the worth Of a hound or a hawk? A monkey for mirth! A parrot for talk! Rosamond’s skin Is whiter than milk, Seductive as sin And softer than silk. Would I were back From crusade for an hour, My l…
1913 · PDF PAGE 108
…lt, for steel is the metal of Mars, as copper is of Venus. Those two planets are male and female —and thus reflect the Wand and the Cup, though in a much lower sense. The hilt is of Venus, for Love is the motive of this ruthless analysis — if this were not so the sword would be a Black Magical weapon. The pommel of the Sword is in Death, the guard extends to Chesed and Geburah; the point is in jNIalkuth. Some magi make the three spheres of lead, tin, and gold respectively; the moons are silver, and the grip contains quicksilver, thus making the…
1909 · PDF PAGE 43
…rote the Ritual in verse, in the Egyptian Language. I don’t think very well. Time must show: also experience. I’d recite Tenny- son if I thought it would give Samadhil Now more mantra, though by the Lord I’m getting sick of it. It occurs to me, now that I am seeing my way in the Operation a little more clearly, that one might consider the First Day as Osiris Slain 44, the Second as that of the Mourning of Isis U, the third as that of the Triumph of Apophis V, and to-day that of Osiris Risen X ; these four days being perfect in themselves as a 5…
1912 · PDF PAGE 70
…only the pretence of it. Before I had got to the end of the preamble I was almost delirious every time. 7. Had a Turker and did A in it, though with great discomfort. 8. Το Nursing Home. Unto thee, Adon-ai, do I commit my way. Unto thee, the Augoeides, unto thee the Self- Glittering One ! Ι put my trust in the power that hath devised me as I am for the achieving of a purpose, the Next Step. A rather bad, but done. Being in bed has cured the eternal headache, and the throat is much better. (The doctors were not sure whether Fra. Ρ. was suffering…
1912 · PDF PAGE 70
…only the pretence of it. Before I had got to the end of the preamble I was almost delirious every time. 7. Had a Turker and did A in it, though with great discomfort. 8. Το Nursing Home. Unto thee, Adon-ai, do I commit my way. Unto thee, the Augoeides, unto thee the Self- Glittering One ! Ι put my trust in the power that hath devised me as I am for the achieving of a purpose, the Next Step. A rather bad, but done. Being in bed has cured the eternal headache, and the throat is much better. (The doctors were not sure whether Fra. Ρ. was suffering…