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… of Time that robbeth them that are ignorant concerning him, how he is but Mirage and Illusion, incapable to besiege the Fortress of the Soul. Work thou thy Will, as I said aforetime by the Mouth of Eliphas Levi Zahed, knowing thyself Omnipotent, and thine Habitation Eternity. O my Son, attend well this Word, for it is an Heirloom, and a Ring of Ruby and Emerald in thine Inheritance. h
…nostic principles of “ Crowley anrty " may be summed up as follows: Believe nothing till you find it out for yourself. Say not “ I have a soul " before you feel that you have a soul. Say not “ There is a God" before you experience that there is a God. You can never understand till you have experienced. You can never experience till you get beyond reason. In a word, his command to his followers is, Know or Doubt; do not believe. We are, he says, “surrounded with an appearance of Truth,” and Reason is our guide. To become part of Wisdom we must le…
… Anima,” Time “ Ratio .” } { } 1 Angelus Silesius also beautifully shows how Time and Space are but inverse measures of the force of the soul , in the Cherubic Wanderer , where he writes : Rise above Space and Time , and thou canst be At any moment in Eternity . Sit in the centre, and thou seest at once What is , what was ; all here and all in heaven . I am as great as God , and he as small as I ; He cannot me surpass , or I beneath him lie . Self is surpassed by self - annihilation ; The nearer nothing , so much more divine . Who is as though …
… drinking! He must do something—something pretty drastic, or he will find himself in serious trouble of body and mind, the shadows of his soul, that is sick unto death. For “ where are now their gods?” Where is the Lord, the Lord Adonai? The beast feels decidedly better; but whether he is more concentrated one may doubt. Honestly, he is now so blind that he cannot tell! Perhaps a “cafe, cognac, et Cigare” may tune him up to the point of either going back to work, or across Paris to the Hammam. He will make the experiment, reading through his pro…
… very spine of God, a vine divine, devout. Oh for the blind kiss of the wind, the desert air Thrilling the blue and shrilling through my souls despair ! Oh for the sharp edge of the escarpments of the dunes ! Diffract through haze the rigid rays of the dead moons ! Saturn of lead, and Mars all red, and Venus blue, And purple Jove, lend me your love, as mine to you ! All stars, all vast worlds that stream past. I lust to slake
40 ORACLES Silent and sleeping-—O the waters wan That seem the soul of man !— Suddenly darkness strikes the horizon round With an abyss profound That blots the half-moon ere the sun be set. A mountain of pure jet Rears its sheer bulk to heaven; and nosnows Tinge evening with rose. No blaze of noon invades those rocks of night, Nor moon’s benignant might. And looking downward he beheld his folk Bound in no tyrant’s yoke ; Knowing no God, nor fearing any man ; Life’s enviable span Free from disease and vice, sorrow and age. Only death’s joys assu…
…o converse with thee far away like this. O for that communing pregnant with a kiss That is reborn when lips are set together To link our souls in one desirous tether, And weld our very bodies into one. Ah fiend Jehovah, what then have we done e like ours too like strong To dwell before thee, and do thy throne no wrong? Art thou grown jealous of the fiery band? Lo! thou hast spoken, and thy strong com- mand Bade earth and air divide, and on the sea Thy spirit moved—and thou must envy me! Gird all thy godhead to destroy a man Whose little moment …
…hroat. (See; ’tis 2.30. Twelve minutes to do that little in!) And look at the handwriting! How excellent is Prana Yama, a comfort to the soul! I did thirty-two cycles, easy and pleasant; could have gone on indefinitely. The muscles went rigid, prac— tically of their own accord; so light did I feel that I almost thought myself to be “that wise one ” who “can balance himself on his thumb.” Sleep is con- quered right away from the word “jump.” Indeed, if Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees ; then surely : Satan flees, exclai…
…ied to all ease. O saintly and haloes head ! O source of ecstasy. Hope of inherited heaven and bliss to be ! She comes ! I feel it in my soul ! I flush, I faint
…this is shown in the history of the study of Buddhism. The early scholars simply could not understand that the Buddhist canon denies the soul, regards the ego as a delusion caused by a special faculty of the diseased mind, could not understand that the goal of the
…ery night since its arrival) the holy incense of Abramelin the Mage. The atmosphere is full of vitality, sweetened and strengthened; the soul naturally and simply turns to the holy task with vigour and confidence; the black demons of doubt and despair flee away; one respires already a foretaste of the Perfume, and obtains almost a premonition 01 the Vision. So, let the work go 0111 7 Breath—cycles, rather difficult. Clothes are a nuisance, and make all the difference. John St. John is more broken up by this morning's
…ain comes wearily down, not chasing the dryness, but soddening the streets. The rain of autumn, not the rain of spring! So is it in this soul, Lord Adonai. The thought of Thee is heavy and uneasy, flabby and loose, like an old fat woman stupid-drunk in her slum; which was as a young maiden in a field of lilies, arrow-straight, sun- strong, moon-pure, a form all litheness and eagerness, dancing, dancing for her own excess of life. Adonail Adonail 9.17 Rose, dressed, etc., reflecting on the Path. Blinder 114 than ever! The brain is in revolt; it has…
…ged around me are the cold, gray faces ; Fallon on the stubble are the rotten sheaves ; The vicious ghosts abound ; and Chronos paces No soul deceives. Yet my heart looks to Madness as its mother, Remembering who once caught me by the well ; And strange loves of that misshapen Other, The feast of blood, the cold enchanted dell, Where fire was filtered up through earth to smother Sick scents of hell. And that wild night when vine-leaves wooed and clustered Round my wild limbs, and like a women I went Over the mountainshow the Northwind blustere…
OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 43 Now. Hear that dreadful bell ! Its fierce alarums toll Count Mortadellos knell, the passing of his soul. MORTADELLO. Fiend ! I will nail you up like vermin to a board Murderer of women ! ORLANDO. Ill atone dagger with sword. Heres your false throat, you croaking frog of hell. THE DOGE. [At the door.] Help, friends ! Theres a mad murderer in the church. ORLANDO. And so it ends. [He stabs MORTADELLO, who falls, dragging the sword with him. ORLANDO flees behind the altar and escapes, as nobles, sword in hand, re-ent…
… grace the blest are saved Sweet, sweet, oh sweeter when I twine the bond of hate Complete about him, with one kiss to fond to mate His soul with death, cold slime of lust, my heart. O Lord. Control my passion. With black smiling art abhorred Bring all to the great end. How now ? What footfalls stir The hall ? Lucrezia ? Can she guess my suit to her ? Ah no ! not yet. Be still in deeps of prayer intense Bowed low ! And now may God give ear to their incense !
…h is the cry of reason, which persists in denying the absurd, even in the presence of the unknown. Faith is a sentiment necessary to the soul, just as breathing is to life; it is the dignity of courage, and the reality of enthusiasm. Faith does not consist of the affirmation of this symbol or that, but of a genuine and constant aspiration towards the truths which are veiled by all symbolisms. Ifa man rejects an unworthy idea of divinity, breaks its false images, revolts against hateful idolaters, you will call him an atheist! The authors of the…
…h is the cry of reason, which persists in denying the absurd, even in the presence of the unknown. Faith is a sentiment necessary to the soul, just as breathing is to life; it is the dignity of courage, and the reality of enthusiasm. Faith does not consist of the affirmation of this symbol or that, but of a genuine and constant aspiration towards the truths which are veiled by all symbolisms. Ifa man rejects an unworthy idea of divinity, breaks its false images, revolts against hateful idolaters, you will call him an atheist! The authors of the…
…Sanctuary of the Gnosis, the IX° of the O.T.O. 94. The more thou dost become at one with it, thy being melted in its BEING, the more thy Soul unites with that which IS, the more thou wilt become COMPASSION ABSOLUTE. This verse throws a little further light upon its predeces- sor. COMPASSION is really a certain Chinese figure whose names are numerous. One of them is BAPHOMET. 95. Such is the Arya Path, Path of the Buddhas of per- fection. This closes the subject. 96. Withal, what mean the sacred scrolls which make thee say: “Om! I believe it is …
…d though as it may seem I now compose myself to sleep, I await Thee . . . I await Thee! I arise from sleep, mine eyes a little weary, my soul fresh, my heart restored.
…tration and the Will toward Adonai. One thing is well; the vow of " interpreting every phenomenon as a particular dealing of God with my soul” is keeping itself. Whatever impression reaches the consciousness is turned by it into a symbol or a simile of the Work. 115