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Page 28 of 1971907 · PDF PAGE 122
…des or swoons ; the idle elf That plucks a rose, scatters its petals wide, Is like the wind, is like the moon-wrought tide, Is most like life: so soft to man, so hard To the all-gathering brain of a great bard| Christ answered: Peace to man amid the strife | I am the Resurrection and the Life. Let the graves open: see the woman grip Her goodly love, her gainful fellowship ! - See the man, hungry, grasp the willing bride, Grope through the dark dawn to her glow- ing side! There is the resurrection trump: confess The mystery of life is happiness …
1906 · PDF PAGE 28
…ified through suffering, All-perfect in the mystic sacrifice, And in the knowledge of my Selfhood made One with the Everlasting Lords of Life. The Glorified through Trial is My Name. The Rescuer of Matter is My Name. I am the Heart of Jesus girt about With the Swift Serpent! I, Osirified, Stand in this Hall of Twofold Truth and say : Holy art Thou, Lord of the Universe! Holy art Thou, whom Nature hathnot formed! Holy art Thou, O Vast and Mighty One! O Lord of Darkness and O Lord of Light! Holy art Thou, O Light above all Gods! O Holy, Holy, Hol…
1905 · PDF PAGE 103
… the mighty breast of foam Thalassian, Bear on my bosom, jutting plenilune, Maiden, the fadeless Rose of the Creation ! The whole flower-life of earth and sky and sea From me was born, and shall return to me! I am: for men and beings passionate, For mine own self calm as the river-cleaving Lotus-borne lord of Silence: I create Or discreate, both in my bosom heaving: My lightest look is mother of a Fate: My fingers sapphire-ringed with sky are weaving Ever new flowers and lawns of life, designed Nobler and newer in mine olden mind. Iam: I am not…
1909 · PDF PAGE 34
…TI One writes, and all is easy. Drop the pen, And Paradise is blotted out ! The earth, Fair as it seemed, becomes a hideous den, And all life’s promises of little worth. Like to a mother whose one child is dead I wander, aching for the sight, the sound, The touch — familiar, now inhibited. The child is under ground — is under ground— The child is under ground-— who comforts her ? The bastard fool her priest ? The useless clod Her husband? The accursed murderer Her God ? — if so be that she hath a God. Foul curses from my life’s envenomed flood …
1928 · PDF PAGE 61
…land which resembles you, where all is beautiful, rich, quiet, straightforward; where Fancy has built and adorned a Western China; where life may be softly breathed, where happiness is wedded to silence. It is there that we much go and live, it is there that we must go and die. Yes, it is there that we must go and breathe, dream, make long the hours by rea- son of the infinity of sensations that they hold; a musician has written, Will you dance with me?; who will compose Will you come with me? That one may offer it to the beloved one, the s…
1954 · PDF PAGE 205
…lessed comfort that they happen, that chance, coincidence, and all the rest will simply not explain it all away, that your new vision of life is not a dream, but part and parcel of Experience for evermore, as real as any other manifestation of Reality through sense such as is common to all men. And this brings us-it has been a long way round-from the suggestion of your visit to the question (hitherto unanswered) in your letter. You raise so vast and razor-edged a question when you write of the supposed antinomy of "soul" and "sense" that it see…
1905 · PDF PAGE 8
… TO BURY STRANGERS IN. A PHILOSOPHICAL POEM. 1898. [The poems collected in Volume I. comprise the whole of the first period of Crowley’s life ; namely, that of spiritual and mystic enthusiasm. to class them as Juvenilia. to 1897 have been sedulously sought out and ACELDAMA. '‘T contemplate myself in that dim sphere Whose hollow centre I am standing at With burning eyes intent to penetrate The black circumference, and find out Ged.” ‘Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone; but if it die, it bringeth forth much frui…
1910 · PDF PAGE 112
…e it in blood Of my heart ? Do you love me ? Do you know How I love you ? Do you love these twittering rimes I string you ? Is your tiny life withdrawn Into its cup for modesty when I sing So softly to you and hold you in my hands, You wild, wee wonder of wisdom ? Now I bring My lips to your body and touch you reverently, Knowing as I know what Gabriel understands When he spreads his wings above for canopy When you would sleep, you frail angelic thing Like a tiny snowdrop in its own life curled But oh ! the biggest heart in all the world !
1906 · PDF PAGE 27
ANICCA. He who desires desires a change. Change is the tale of life and death. Matter and motion rearrange Their endless coils; the Buddha saith: ‘Cease, O my sons, to desire! Change is the whole that we see By the light of a chaos on fire. Cease to desire—you are free!” _ Your words, good Gotama, are brave and true; Easy to say, but difficult to do! 19
1922 · PDF PAGE 102
88 The Diary of a Drug Fiend at the same time he. couldn’t risk pulling off the coup of his life in case there was a hitch, so he would get @ move on and see if he couldn’t raise five thousand on his own somewhere else, in which case he’d let me have some of his own stock anyway. He wanted me ‘in the deal if it was only for a sovereign, simply because of my luck. _ So off he ran in a great hurry. Lou and I got a car and spent the afternoon in the Bois du Boulogne. It seemed as if the cocaine had taken hold of us with new force, or else it was t…
1996 · PDF PAGE 91
…ed”. The Schools of Initiation must be reformed. 6. I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and in the core of every star. I am Life, and the giver of Life, yet therefore is the knowledge of me the knowledge of death. Commentary: It follows that, as Hadit can never be known, there is no death. The death of the individual is his awakening to the impersonal immortality of Hadit. This applies less to physical death than to the Crossing of the Abyss; for which see Liber 418, Fourteenth /Ethyr. One may attain to be aware that one is but a p…
1909 · PDF PAGE 57
…d seductions of a queen of Khem Wrapped with much spice and linen and red gold And guardian gods on every side of them ; Yet inasmuch as life is life, they shrink, Shrivel and waste to ashes as men gaze : So doth the world grow giddy at the brink Of these unfathomable eyes, that blaze Swifter and deadlier than storms or snakes. Then — o what wonder, as I strain afar The basilisk flame ! — what breathless wonder wakes That I behold unsinged a silver star ! O joy! O terror! O! — O can it be There is a thing that is, apart from me? -- 88 -— VII I …
1913 · PDF PAGE 328
THE EQUINOX God is He who gives life; Caesar can only give death. One must love God, and not fear Czsar; as it is written in the Holy Book, “ He that taketh the sword shall perish by the sword.” You wish to be good? Then be just. You wish to be just? Then be free. The vices which make man like the brute are the first enemies of his liberty. Consider the drunkard, and tell me if this unclean brute can be called free ! The miser curses the life of his father, and, like the crow, hungers for corpses. The goal of the ambitious man is—ruins; it is t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 328
THE EQUINOX God is He who gives life; Caesar can only give death. One must love God, and not fear Czsar; as it is written in the Holy Book, “ He that taketh the sword shall perish by the sword.” You wish to be good? Then be just. You wish to be just? Then be free. The vices which make man like the brute are the first enemies of his liberty. Consider the drunkard, and tell me if this unclean brute can be called free ! The miser curses the life of his father, and, like the crow, hungers for corpses. The goal of the ambitious man is—ruins; it is t…
1939 · PDF PAGE 35
and were only borne by him by the expedient of constant flitting from one to another. He is at ease; because, for the first time in his life, he has become really unconscious of the body. Life has been one endless suffering; and now, so far as this particular Asana is concerned, the plague is abated. I feel that I have failed to convey the full meaning of this. The fact is that words are entirely unsuitable. The complete and joyous awakening from the lifelong and unbroken nightmare of physical discomfort is impossible to describe. 21. The resul…
1907 · PDF PAGE 138
132 ORPHEUS Ye fieriest flowers, Life-stream of the world, In passionate bowers Of mystery curled, Come forth! for the powers Of my crying are hurled :— Come forth! O ye souls of the fire, where the sound of my singing is whirled ! Ye blossoms of lightning, Bare boughs of the tree Of life, where the brightening Abysses of sea Reveal ye, the whitening Swords kindled of me. Come forth ! I invoke thee, O lightning, the flames of the Gods flung free ! THE LIGHTNING. The wand of Hermes, the caduceus wonder-working, Sweeps in mid-zether— Where we are…
1909 · PDF PAGE 75
…f snuffle and twang ? May not their stinking souls Interpret our last sighs as penitence When we close up the coruscating scrolls Of our life's joy, seal up the jar of sense To broach the starry flagon — splendid spilth? These creeping cravens shall be circumvented; They shall not belch their flatulence and filth On us, or tell the world that we repented. Come, as we strained it, let us break the tether ~Tn the last luxury — to die together ! IX Let Death steal softly through the gate of sleep On tiptoe ! win away the maiden life On velvet pini…
1911 · PDF PAGE 211
…eep! Rise up from mine innermost being! Lift up the gemmed head to the heart! Lift up till the eyes that were seeing Be blind, and their life depart! Till the Eye that was blind Be a lamp to my mind! Coil fast all thy coils on me, dying, Absorbed in the sense of the Snake! Stir! leave the flower-throne, and up-flying! Hiss once, and hiss thrice, and awake! Then crown me and cling! Flash forwardaand spring ! Flash forth on the fire of the altar, The stones, and the sacrifice shed ; Till the Three Worlds flicker and falter, And life and her love be de…
1911 · PDF PAGE 211
…eep! Rise up from mine innermost being! Lift up the gemmed head to the heart! Lift up till the eyes that were seeing Be blind, and their life depart! Till the Eye that was blind Be a lamp to my mind! Coil fast all thy coils on me, dying, Absorbed in the sense of the Snake! Stir! leave the flower-throne, and up-flying! Hiss once, and hiss thrice, and awake! Then crown me and cling! Flash forwardaand spring ! Flash forth on the fire of the altar, The stones, and the sacrifice shed ; Till the Three Worlds flicker and falter, And life and her love be de…
1913 · PDF PAGE 226
…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 lie on my love’s breast for ever, For we, being dead, shall lose each other never! (111) I turn to mortal love ; …