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1913 · PDF PAGE 119

The Book of Lies

…Arabic for night. 35. al] =x1+30+30+5=66. L+A+I1+L+A+H =77, which also gives MZL, the Influence of the Highest, OZ, a goat, and so on. . Death is said by the Arabs to ride a camel. The Path of Gimel (which means camel) leads from Tiphereth to Kether, and its Tarot Trump is the ‘* High Priestess.” . UNT, Hindustani for camel. J.e. Would that BABALON might look on thee with favour. . These eggs being speckled, resemble the wandering mind referred to. . ISVD, the foundation scil. of the Universe=10=P, the letter of Mars. . P. also means ‘‘a mouth.…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 30

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…ng an olive-branch to us. PROPHET. The god has overcome me, I am silent. CHORUS. He lies as one lies dead; none wakens him. Nor life nor death must touch him now: beware! ELEAZAR. Beware now, all ye old wise men, of this. For high things spoken and unjustly heard, Or heard and turned aside, are fruitless words, Or bear a blossom evil and abhorred, Lest God be mocked : consider well of this.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 188

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…e charnel-house of earthly pains, Horrible as already in hell. There reigns The terror of the knowledge of the lies That mock thee ; thy death’s double destinies Clutch at the throat that sobs, and chokes, and strains. Self-damned on earth, live out thy tortured days, That men may look upon thy face, and see How vile a thing of woman born may be. Then, we are done with thee; go, go thy ways To other hells, thou damned of God hereafter, "Mid men’s contempt and hate and pitiless laughter.

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1903 · PDF PAGE 33

Alice: An Adultery

She drains our health and builds it up Into her body ; takes our breath, And we—we dream not it is death ! Arm unto arm and eye to eye, Breast to great breast and thigh to thigh, We look, and strain, and laugh, and die. I see the head hovering above To swoop for cruelty or love ; I feel the swollen veins below The knotted throat ; the ebb and flow Of blood, not milk, in breasts of fire ; Of deaths, not fluctuants, of desire ; Of molten lava that abides Deep in the vast volcanic sides ; Deep scars where kisses once bit in Below young mountains t…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 24

The God-Eater

…s the draught ? CriospDa. This incense in my hand. Maurya. What is the word? [Crrospa is silent.| Criosda, answer me. Criospa. To invoke death it were to answer this. Maurya. Ah, then, forbear ! [Crrospa és silent] How shall I know the word? Criospa. Good luck may bring it to the light. Maurya. Il luck ? Criospa. A year’s delay. Maurya. Ah, let me gain one gift Whose sweet reversion hangs above me now : To order luck ! Criospa. Skill orders luck ! Maurya. The draught ! Crrospa. Hither, O Maurya ! Maurya. I will come to thee.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 64

The Book of Lies

… of the Many to the One. This also is the cause of joy. But the desire of one to another is all of sorrow3; its birth is hunger, and its death satiety. The desire of the moth for the star at least saves him satiety. satiable even for the finite; thus at The End shalt thou devour the finite, and become the infinite. Be thou more greedy than the shark, more full of yearning than the wind among the pines. The weary pilgrim struggles on; the satiated pilgrim stops. The road winds uphill: all law, all nature must be overcome. Do this by virtue of TH…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 111

Collected Works (Vol. III)

IMMORTALITY 105 IMMORTALITY ‘*From this tale, Callicles, which I have heard and believe, I draw the following in- ferences:—Death, if I am right, is in the first place the separation from one another of two things, soul and body ; nothing else. And after they are separated they retain their several natures, as in life; the body keeps the same habit, and the results of treatment or accident are distinctly visible in it: for example, he who by nature or training or both was a tall man while he was alive, will remain as he was, after he is dead; a…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 338

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…een a face in which courage was so strongly marked. * Yes, I think I see it now. He forces one to come to what I might call the point of death. The whole of life is reviewed in perspective, and its meaning seized. But instead of being snatched away to face the unknown, as in the case of death, one has the opportunity and the necessity to take up the old life from the point at which one left off, with a clear apprehension of the past which determines the future. That is the meaning of what he calls initiation. I understand ‘Thou hast

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1898 · PDF PAGE 106

White Stains

…f Thee. And I, shall my support be sure In that great day of righteous war ? Is my soul free ? Is my heart pure ? Shall life diseased in death find cure ? Or shall the shameless barren whore That rules my ways be found my guide, Wed in bad bands so foul and sore That Liberty shall be not more Within my heart or at my side ? O Pleasure, whom I made my god, And based my forehead for thy pride And took thy bastard for my bride, Subdued my shoulders to thy rod, Casting before thy feet the things, The virtues that thou didst hate ; I trod A bloody w…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 174

Oracles

…anging of voices That lament or regret or are sad, But the sun in his strength rejoices, The moon in her beauty is glad. As timeless and deathless time passes, And death is a hermit that dwells By the imminent masses of ice, where the grasses Abandon the fells. There silence, arrayed as a spectre, Is visible, tangible, near, To the cup of the man pours nectar, To the heart of the coward is fear : 169

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1905 · PDF PAGE 59

Orpheus

…wned, rock-cliffed, Snow-bosomed bare, I give ye the gift Of a voice more fair. Leave echo, and wake, and proclaim that ye stand against death and despair ! , Ye hills where I rested In rapture of life, From dawn calm-breasted To evening’s strife, Where skies were nested With mist for a wife! Leave echo, and speak for yourselves: let your song pierce the heaven asaknife! __ 60

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1910 · PDF PAGE 38

Ambergris

AMBERGRIS 29 In the sands and the desert of death, In the horrible flowerless lands, In the fields that the rain and the breath Of the sun make as gold as the sands With ripening wheat, in the earth, in the infinite realm of its seed, The hearts of us bleed ! In the wonderful flowers of the foam, Blue billows and breakers grown grey, When the storm sweeps triumphantly home From the bed of the violate day, In the furious waves of the sea, wild world of tem- pestuous night, Our song is as light ! In the tumult of manifold fire, Multitudinous muta…

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Rosa Decidua

…y was my lyre, whose soul Lay on my mouth like a live coal ! This time thou hearest not my song ; thine ears Are stopped with worse than death ; And all this wasted breath Of mine—those songs of six most memorable years Of ecstasy and agony—may not attain To charm thy being into love again. . . .

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1911 · PDF PAGE 88

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…u may mark The slow ooze of my springs, But you know Not the glow Where the soul of me sings. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Life and death are one to Him! There is cold In the old Grey gloom of my caves; There is heat In the beat Of my passionate waves. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Love and hate are one to Him. [They dance and return to the well. R. and L. are now seen öehimi the grasses, she sowing uþan his sima/der.] 80

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1911 · PDF PAGE 88

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…u may mark The slow ooze of my springs, But you know Not the glow Where the soul of me sings. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Life and death are one to Him! There is cold In the old Grey gloom of my caves; There is heat In the beat Of my passionate waves. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Love and hate are one to Him. [They dance and return to the well. R. and L. are now seen öehimi the grasses, she sowing uþan his sima/der.] 80

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1912 · PDF PAGE 90

Sir Palamedes

…ve this cruel coil! In Afric they that chase the ostrich Clothe them with feathers, subtly foil Its vigilance, come close, then dart Its death upon it. Brave my heart! Do thus!” And so the knight disguises Himself, on hands and knees doth start His hunt, goes questing up and down. So in the fields the peasant clown Flies, shrieking, from that dreadful figure. But when he came to any town They caged him for a lunatic. Quod he: ‘‘ Would God I had the trick! The beast escaped from my devices ; I will the same. The bars are thick, But I am strong.”…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 104

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…s about Him at eventide into a molten sea of Joy; and the snake that is the crown of Ra bindeth them about with the golden girdle of the death- kisses. 65. So also is the end of the book, and the Lord Adonai is about it on all sides like a Thunderbolt, and a Pylon, and a Snake, and a Phallus, and in the midst thereof He is like the Woman that jetteth out the milk of the stars from her paps; yea, the milk of the stars from her paps. 98

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1922 · PDF PAGE 11

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…y) of all kinds; and for all alike there is but one way of salvation. As Glanvil says: Man is not subjected to the angels, nor even unto death utterly, save through the weak- ness of his own feeble will. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. ALEISTER CROWLEY.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 388

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… a dreadful sting : The fatal die is surely cast. To save the king—to save the king ! Hail! horror of the midnight surge ! The storms of death, the lashing gust, The doubtful gleam of swords that urge Hot laughter with high-leaping lust!

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The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… a dreadful sting : The fatal die is surely cast. To save the king—to save the king ! Hail! horror of the midnight surge ! The storms of death, the lashing gust, The doubtful gleam of swords that urge Hot laughter with high-leaping lust!

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