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1922 · PDF PAGE 122

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… if he had had my note. He said no, he’d been called suddenly away on business, I told him what I had written, with added apologies. The long journey had tired me deep down. I took things more seriously, though the cocaine prevented my realising that this was the case. ‘““My dear fellow,” he protested. ‘I’m extremely annoyed that you should have troubled yourself about the business at all. As a matter of fact, what happened is this. I went round to see those men at four o’clock, as arranged on the ’phone, and they were really so awfully decent …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 308

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…hought she was missing her dope. If I had had any on me, I’d have given her a big jolt. Dummer Esel{ Tl never go out without it again so long as I live. I forget what excuse she made. I thought it was just camouflage to go and get her heroin.” Silence fell between us. Platt was afraid to say what he wanted tosay. I was honestly puzzled. The incident had destroyed the effect of the cocaine I had taken. (It’s extraordinary how easy it is to break the spell). I went to the Tantalus and poured ont three brandies, dropping a pinch of snow into mine …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 9

The Stratagem and Other Stories

dragging his feet in an irregular way. Ha! thought I, a drag for long, an ordinary pace for short. I imitated him eagerly, giving the Morse letter A. His alert mind grasped instantly my meaning; he altered his code (which had been of a different order) and replied with a Morse B on my own system. I answered C; he returned D. From that moment we could talk fluently and freely as if we were on the terrace of the Cafe de la Paix in our beloved Paris. However, conversation in such circum- stances is a lengthy affair. During the whole march to our w…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 125

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ight. The next morning the fun began. One of the world's records which we had left in tatters was that for pace uphill at great heights. Long before we got to the lowest point of the rim of the crater our sceptical friend found that he couldn't go another yard --- he had to turn back. We assured him that the case was common, but could easily be met by use of the rope. So we tied him securely to the middle; Eckenstein set a fierce pace up hill, while I assisted his tugging by prodding the recalcitrant reporter with my axe. He exhausted the gamut…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 244

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…nt from Mealfuarvonie. Eckenstein and I marked this down; but during his visits it had always been merely {406} a frantic waterfall. The long spell of dry weather made me think there was a chance to climb it, so I rowed over with Bott and Back, and started on the lowest pitch. This is a broad precipice of water- worn rock, perhaps a hundred to a hundred and fifty feet high. A good deal of water was coming over, but there seemed a possible way up. Starting outside the true left of the stream, I hoped to work my way up the bare slabs to within tw…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 20

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…en’t such things. Every man is eternally alone. But when you get mixed up with a fairly decent crowd, you forget that appalling fact for long enough to give your brain time to recover from the acute symptoms of its disease —that of thinking. My old commander was right. I think a lot too much ; so did Shakespeare. That’s what worked him up to write those wonderful things about sleep. I’ve forgotten what they were; but they impressed me at the time. I said to myself, ‘‘ This old bird knew how dreadful it is to be conscious.”

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1922 · PDF PAGE 230

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…e nothing. Then there came another flash and report. I went round to the side it came from, and watched. It was by the lake. I watched a long time. Then a crouching figure hidden among the reeds sprang up, put a gun to its shoulder and fired twice in rapid succession. Then it screamed, and ran to the house throwing away its gun. I wonder what it could be. September 20 I have found a manuscript in grandfather’s room that tells you how to invoke the Devil. It needs two people, and I don’t feel sure about Peter. He can’t see into the spiritual wor…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 260

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

260 personal demons of fear, jealousy, desire and the like. They became unconsciously aware that they were parts of a machine. As long as they did their duty, there was absolutely nothing to worry about. Most people suffer all their lives from subconscious irritation; due to what the Hindus call Ahamkara, the ego-making faculty. The idea of self is a continual torment and though I was still far from having got rid of this idea completely. I was pretty free of it in practice in matters where my responsibility was extensive. I had begun to unders…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 38

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…ttentions of the hith- erto despised Frenchman. The news was flashed over the country, and the people breathed again. But the issue hung long in doubt. With what care did I husband the spunky torrent I lavished in such wanton profusion upon my first love, the dropsical Negress ! Drop by drop I distilled love’s essence into that clinging carnal-trap : fuck by fuck I doled out to her the resources of my boyish liver-turner : hour after hour passed in stern and heroic effort, and yet the fever was but slightly abated. The crisis was not over ! At …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 63

The Goetia

… bind thee, that thou remain affably and visibly here before this Circle (or before this Circle and in this triangle) so constant and so long as I shall have occasion for thy presence; and not to depart without my licence until thou hast duly and faithfully performed my will without any falsity. THEN standing in the midst of the Circle, thou shalt stretch forth thine hand in a gesture of command and say: “By THE PENTACLE OF SOLOMON HAVE I CALLED THEE! GIVE UNTO ME A TRUE ANSWER.” Then let the exorcist state his desires and requests. And when th…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 92

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…r Justice lies, as seeds lie, dead, But lifts at last a Gorgon head ! MEN. What fear can reach our Thessaly? What war disturb our peace? Long stablished is young amity Maid-blushing over Greece : And fair Iolchus stands sublime, A monument to lesson time. WOMEN. But if such fear were come indeed, Who reads the riddle dread Spoken in frenzy by the seer Against the royal head? We know the Rhyme’s involving spell— Its purport? Irresolvable ! MEN. We heard his foolish maundering : But, bred in wiser ways, We have forgotten: do ye sing The rune of a…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 17

The Rosicrucian Scandal

Sconrto, K.C. What did the friend say? (Counsel objected. A long argument followed, in the course of which the Judge remarked : * This tial is ike the {tialin Alice in Wonderkind, 1 wouldn't spoil it for the world and Iam going to admit anything !") Sconpio, K.C, What did Mr. Crowley'sjournalistic friend say? Marin, “Let the fellow alone! He's been warned oif the turf. and his City Editor'sa jal-bird, and he isn't worth a bob, and if you touch pitch you'll be detiled.” Sconrio, K.C, Was Mr. Fenton in fact warned off the Tart? Maries. Yes. Sconr…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 381

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ntamina- tion of ideas and desires alien to my essential function in the universe, but inspired me to dynamic ecstasy. I do not know how long we sat under the stars. A deep eternal peace sat like a dove, a triple tongue of flame upon our souls, which were one soul for ever. Each of our lives was one, individual, and eternal, but each possessed its necessary and intimate relation with the other, and both with the whole universe. I was moreover aware that our terrific tragedy had been necessary, after all, to our attainment. ‘““Except a corn of w…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 53

Magick Without Tears

…s dragged one to where one is; but it is one's own self that has forged the links. Please refrain from the obvious retort: "Then, in the long run, you can't possibly go wrong: so it doesn't matter what you do." Perfectly true, of course! ("There is no single grain of dust that shall not attain to Buddhahood": with some such words did the debauched old reprobate seek to console himself when Time began to take its revenge.) But the answer 4. A letter dated October 12, 1943 constituted No. 48 in Magick without Tears.

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1929 · PDF PAGE 10

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…trange thing about this is not so much his precocity as the fact that he was much less interested in the biblical narratives than in the long Hebrew names. One of his father's favourite sermons was based on the fifth chapter of Genesis; long as the patriarchs lived, they all died in the end. From this he would argue that his hearers would die too; they had therefore better lose no time in making sure of heaven. But the interest of Alick was in the sound of the names themselves --- Enoch, Arphaxad, Mahaleel. He often wonders whether this curious…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 83

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…rstand it.: Different people are different. But it always takes some months at least before you get rid of that stupid nuisance—life. As long as you have animal passions, you are an animal. How disgusting it is to think of eating and loving and all those appetities, like cattle | Breathing itself would be beastly if one knew one were doing it. How intolerable life would be to people of

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1930 · PDF PAGE 88

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

…a chariot of fire with white horses, and command the charioteer to drive earthwaras. It might be dangerous to go too far, or to stay too long; for fatigue must be avoided. The danger spoken of is that of fainting, or of obsession, or of loss of memory or other mental faculty. 12. Finally, let the student cause his imagined body in which he supposes himself to hâve been travelling to coincide with the physical, tightening his muscles, drawing in his breath, and putting his forefinger to his lips. Then let him “awake” by a well- defined act of wi…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 95

The Law is for All

…e are the virtues which constitute a Master of the Temple. Yet each man must act What he will; for he is energized by his own nature. So long as he works “without lust of result” and does his duty for its own sake, he will know that “the sorrows are but as shadows”. And he himself is “that which remains”; for he can no more be destroyed, or his true Will be thwarted, than Matter diminish or Energy disappear. He is a nec­ essary unit of the Universe, equal and opposite to the sum total of all the others; and his Will is similarly the final facto…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 95

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…em to have been marking time. For this reason, no doubt, I was the more ready to be swept away by the first definite current. It was not long before it caught me. I had a number of conversations with Julian Baker, who kept his promise to introduce me to "a man who was a much greater Magician than he was himself". This was a Welshman, named George Cecil Jones. He possessed a fiery but unstable temper, was the son of a suicide, and bore a striking resemblance to many conventional representations of Jesus Christ. His spirit was both ardent and sub…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 27

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…distinguished crowd. One of the men was a fat German Jew, who looked at first sight like a piece of canned pork that has got mislaid too long in the summer. . But the less he said the more he did; and what he did is one of the greatest treasures of mankind. Then there was a voluble, genial man with a shock of gray hair and a queer twisted smile on his face. He looked like a character of Dickens. But he had done more to revitalise the theatre than any other man of his time. I took a dislike to the women. They seemed so unworthy of the men. Great…

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