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…y of a Bolinbroke, or the gutter-snipe agnosticism of a Harry Boulter, which are crude remedies against a very vulgar colic. 23. If thou art taught that sin is born of action and bliss of absolute inaction, then tell them that they err. Non-per- manence of human action, deliverance of mind from thral- dom by the cessation of sin and faults, are not for “Deva Egos.” Thus saith the “Doctrine of the Heart.” This Doctrine is further developed. The term “Deva Egos” is again obscure. The verse teaches that one should not be afraid to act. Action must…
1930 · PDF PAGE 52
A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight! {The PRIEST mounts the third step.) The PRIEST: Thou that art One, our Lord in the Universe, the Sun, our Lord in ourselves whose name is Mystery of Mystery, uttermost being whose radiance, enlightening the worlds, is also the breath that maketh every God even and Death to tremble before thee — by the Sign of Light appear thou glorious upcn the throne of the Sun. Make open the path of création and of intelligence between us and our minds. Enlighten our understanding. Encourage …
1909 · PDF PAGE 97
…n from the light they throw upon the working of the brain. But as itis! All the sacred literature of the world is full of them ; all the art and poetry of all time is inspired by them ; and, by the Lord Harry! we know nothing about them. Nothing but what vague and troubled reflections the minds 87
1909 · PDF PAGE 97
…n from the light they throw upon the working of the brain. But as itis! All the sacred literature of the world is full of them ; all the art and poetry of all time is inspired by them ; and, by the Lord Harry! we know nothing about them. Nothing but what vague and troubled reflections the minds 87
1913 · PDF PAGE 158
…re knowledge. There is no more bliss. There is no more power. There is no more beauty. For this is the Palace of Understanding: for thou art one with the Primeval things. Drink in the myrrh of my speech, that is bruised with the gall of the roc, and dissolved in the ink of the cuttle-fish, and perfumed with the deadly nightshade. This is thy wine, who wast drunk upon the wine of Tacchus. And for bread shalt thou eat salt, O thou on the corn of Ceres that didst wax fat! For as pure being is pure nothing, so is pure wisdom pure... and so is pure …
1913 · PDF PAGE 158
…re knowledge. There is no more bliss. There is no more power. There is no more beauty. For this is the Palace of Understanding: for thou art one with the Primeval things. Drink in the myrrh of my speech, that is bruised with the gall of the roc, and dissolved in the ink of the cuttle-fish, and perfumed with the deadly nightshade. This is thy wine, who wast drunk upon the wine of Tacchus. And for bread shalt thou eat salt, O thou on the corn of Ceres that didst wax fat! For as pure being is pure nothing, so is pure wisdom pure... and so is pure …
1919 · PDF PAGE 90
…agister entered into the play of the Magi- cian. When the Magician laughed he laughed; all as a man should do. 19. And Adonai said: Thou art enmeshed in the web of the Magician. This He said subtly, to try him. 20. But the Magister gave the sign of the Magistry, and laughed back on Him: O Lord, O beloved, did these fingers relax on Thy curls, or these eyes turn away from Thine eye? 21. And Adonai delighted in him exceedingly. 84
1930 · PDF PAGE 15
…or they immediately have a wish phantasmif they had large sums themselves, what terrible fellows they could be. In the Middle Ages, the art of exciting the people was not very different. The Jew had always an immense hoard of ill-gotten wealth, and of course every penny that was exacted by Reginald Front-de- Boeuf was laid to the Jews account. But there was another treasure that the peasant was afraid to lose, the dearest treasure of all, his children. As little boys, thank God, have a habit of straying in search of adventure and getting lost…
1904 · PDF PAGE 83
…lory had a little faded, the Buddha, in that golden delight of sunset, explained these marvellous events. “Thou, Abhavananda,” he said, “art the Perdu’ R Abu of my lengthy tale. The wicked Jehjaour has got something linger- ing with boiling oil in it, while waiting for his clerical clothes : while, as for me, I myself was the Bacillus in the forest of Lanka : I was the old Lady : I was (he shuddered) the British Governm ent : I was the mosquito that buzzed in the girl’s flute : I was Bhavani : I was Huxlananda S wami ; and at the last, at this …
1913 · PDF PAGE 360
…nal boar has found death in its momentary victory. Lift yourselves up again, O Temples of Delphi and of Ephesus! The God of Light and of Art is become the God of the world, and the Word of God is indeed willing to be called Apollo! Diana will no more reign widowed in the lonely fields of night; her silvern crescent is now beneath the feet of the bride. But Diana is not conquered by Venus; her Endymion has wakened, and virginity is about to take pride in mother- hood! Quit the tomb, O Phidias, and rejoice in the destruction of thy first Jupiter:…
1913 · PDF PAGE 360
…nal boar has found death in its momentary victory. Lift yourselves up again, O Temples of Delphi and of Ephesus! The God of Light and of Art is become the God of the world, and the Word of God is indeed willing to be called Apollo! Diana will no more reign widowed in the lonely fields of night; her silvern crescent is now beneath the feet of the bride. But Diana is not conquered by Venus; her Endymion has wakened, and virginity is about to take pride in mother- hood! Quit the tomb, O Phidias, and rejoice in the destruction of thy first Jupiter:…
1909 · PDF PAGE 318
…, I arrived there safely, on the shore of a lake, upon which was floating a boat in which stood a man. “On seeing me, he cried out: ‘Who art thou ?’ “And having explained to him, he brought his boat close enough to the shore to enable me to spring into it. This I did, whereupon he seized the oars and rowed speedily into the darkness beyond. ; “«Shall I soon see thy master?’ I said tohim. At which he glared round at me, so that his eyes looked like beads of glowing amber in the night; then he answered: “«T who stand in the boat am great; I have …
1909 · PDF PAGE 318
…, I arrived there safely, on the shore of a lake, upon which was floating a boat in which stood a man. “On seeing me, he cried out: ‘Who art thou ?’ “And having explained to him, he brought his boat close enough to the shore to enable me to spring into it. This I did, whereupon he seized the oars and rowed speedily into the darkness beyond. ; “«Shall I soon see thy master?’ I said tohim. At which he glared round at me, so that his eyes looked like beads of glowing amber in the night; then he answered: “«T who stand in the boat am great; I have …
1929 · PDF PAGE 218
…, there was nothing to say. Rose was a charming woman, but far from an intellectual companion. Her brother's friends being for the most part addicted to art or literature, it was her custom to carry a volume of Browning in her dressing- case, and she would ask people to fetch it for her, which impressed them. She didn't have to read it. Again, whenever a conversation flagged, she would remark thoughtfully: Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! "Twas all she knew. However, I wasn't going to have to live with her. All I had to do was t…
1919 · PDF PAGE 131
…the Four Weapons: the Wand for Liberty, the Cup for Love, the Sword for Life, the Disk for Light: and with these work all wonders by the Art of High Magick under the Law of the New AZon, whose Word is @EAHMA. 125
1929 · PDF PAGE 15
…ed by the appropriate spell, will inevitably be attended by the desired results, unless, indeed, his incantations should chance to be thwarted and foiled by the more potent charms of another sorcerer. He supplicates no higher power: he sues the favour of no fickle and wayward being: he abases himself before no awful deity. Yet his power, great as he believes it to be, is by no means arbitrary and unlimited. He can wield it only so long as he strictly conforms to the rules of his art, or to what may be called the laws of nature as conceived by —…
1904 · PDF PAGE 55
…But the restric- tions of the training were at first as irksome to me as they were to Fra Lippo Lippi in Brownings im- mortal poem, and Art seemed a halfway house. Suiting the action to the thought, I soon found my- self in Paris, and rooms in a dirty little basement in the Montparnasse Quarter. My next-door neighbours were photographers, one, by name L..s, calling himself an artist, and his partner H...s, pluming himself upon his business capacity. L..s was the son of a charlatan parson once well known in Eng- land as a mountebank, while his …
1961 · PDF PAGE 194
…lation. Thus the Word Long hath no Meaning save it be referred to a Standard; but Love is not thus obscure, because Hate is its Twin, partaking bountifully of a Common Nature therewith. Now, hear this; it was given unto me in my Visions of the Æthyrs, when I was in he Wilderness of Sahara, by Tolga, that above the Abyss, contradiction is Unity, and that Nothing could be true save by Virtue of the Contradiction that is contained in itself. Behold, therefore, in this method thou shalt come presently to Ideas of this Order, that include in thems…
1929 · PDF PAGE 491
… my last adventure. I returned to New York by short stages and resumed the anchorless tossing. The one new feature was my affair with Stuart X. The next act was the appearance of Ananda K. Koomaraswamy, the Eurasian critic of religion and art, with his wife, Ratan Devi, a musician from Yorkshire, who had fallen in love with him and filched him from his first wife. He soon got sick of her and took refuge in India, but finding it a continual nuisance to have to send her supplies, wrote her to join him. It had been suggested, with the secret hope …
1911 · PDF PAGE 31
…ll, furiously pawing up the ground. The flames from his mouth increase and whirl, and he cries: Behold the mys- tery of toil, O thou who art taken in the toils of mystery. For I who trample the earth thereby make whirlpools in the air; be comforted, therefore, for though I be black, in the roof of my mouth is the sign of the Beetle. Bent are the backs of my brethren, yet shall they gore the lion with their horns. Have I not the wings of the eagle, and the face of the man? And now he is turned into one of those winged Assyrian bull-men. And he s…