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1954 · PDF PAGE 323

Magick Without Tears

…en a new chapter. Ought not X to have laid down a comprehensive scheme, and worked out the details, so that he would not break down half-way through for lack of foresight and provision for emergencies? An example. Suppose that the next step in his Work involved the sacrifice of a camel in a house in Tooting Bec, furnished in such fashion as his Grimoire laid down, and that the purchase of the house left him without resources to buy that furniture, to say nothing of the camel. What a fool! No, that does not necessarily follow. If the Gods will t…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 168

The Law is for All

…is face — his outward semblance — that is to be covered with His wings. The tenets of Islam, correctly interpreted, are not far from our Way of Life and Light and Love and Liberty. This applies espe­ cially to the secret tenets. The external creed is mere nonsense suited to the intelligence of the peoples among whom it was promulgated; but even so, Islam is magnificent in practice. Its code is that of a man of courage and honour and self-respect; con­ trasting admirably with the cringing cowardice of the damnation­ dodging Christians with their…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 50

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

50 My arrival created a profound sensation. Sitting on the top were an American and a guide, who had come up by the easy way from the Payerh tte. The guide regarded my appearance as strictly supernatural; but the American feared not God, neither regarded man. He had been trying to persuade the guide to go down to Sulden by the Hintere Grat and the guide had cold feet. My arrival changed the situation. Once assured that I was flesh and blood, the guide plucked up a little courage, which the American further stimulated {101} by a promise of addit…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 97

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…l in Paris and begun to translate it1. He found himself harassed and opposed on all sides. In those days there was practically no public way of getting about Paris at all. Mathers lived at Auteuil, a long way from the Arsenal, and met with so many bicycle accidents that he was driven to go on foot. (There is always occult opposition to the publication of important documents. It took me over three years to get my The Goetia through the press, and over two years in the case of 777. This is one of the facts whose cumulative effect makes it impossi…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 53

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 1)

The formula of the Cup is not so well suited for Evocations, and the magical Hierarchy is not involved in the same way; for the Cup being passive rather than active, it is not fitting for the magician to use it in respect of anything but the Highest. In practical working it consequently means little but prayer, and that prayer the “prayer of silence”.1 The formula of the dagger is again unsuitable for either pur- pose, since the nature of the dagger is to criticise, to destroy, to disperse j and ail true magical ceremonies tend to concentration…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 49

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

one sees and hears is “real” in its way, whether it be itself, or, distorted by one’s desires, or created by one’s personality. There is no touchstone of truth: the authentic Nakhiel is indistinguishable from the image of the Magician’s private idea of Nakhiel, so far as he is concerned. The stronger one is to create, the more readily the Astral Light responds, and coagulâtes créatures of this kind. Not that such création is necessarily an errorj but it is another branch of one’s Work. One cannot obtain outside help from inside sources. One mus…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 207

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… to takein his mouth the name of a man like King Lamus? My silence seemed to exasperate him more than if I had taken up the quarrel. He swayed and swore with blind ferocity. He didn’t seem to know where I was. It was getting dark. He groped his way round the room looking for me; but he passed me twice before he found me. The third time he stumbled up against me, gripped me by the shoulder, and began to strike. I sat as if I were paralysed. I could not even scream. Again and again he swore and struck me savagely, yet so weakly that I could not f…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 327

Magick Without Tears

…. They are the traditional obstacles to success in Yoga as well as in Magick. Now in practice, in everyday life, this unselfishness is always cropping up. Not only do you insult your brother King by your "noble self-sacrifice," but you are almost bound to interfere with his True Will. "Charity" always means that the lofty soul who bestows it is really, deep down, trying to enslave the recipient of his beastly bounty! In practice, I begin afresh, it is almost entirely a matter of the point of view. "That poor chap looks as if a square meal would…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 192

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

192 sun; but for the most part we had clouds and rain. I should remark (by the way) that people who live in cities have quite different standards of bad weather from open-air folk. When one is living in a tent, on discovers that it is very rare indeed to experience twenty hours of continuous bad weather. There is nearly always a period of the day when one can get at least an hour or two which is fairly decent. The townsman's observations are confined to a small section of the day. The weather on the Baltoro glacier may therefore be judged as qu…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 345

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… of Thomas Lake Harris. By RESPIRO. 2s. 6d. net. A New Edition. C. W. Pearce and Co., 139, West Regent Street, Glasgow. If we are in any way to shadow forth the Ineffable, it must be by a degrada- tion. Every symbol is a blasphemy against the Truth that it indicates. A painter to remind us of the sunlight has no better material than dull ochre. So we need not be surprised if the Unity of Subject and Object in Con- sciousness which is Samadhi, the uniting of the Bride and the Lamb which is Heaven, the uniting of the Magus and the God which is Ev…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 345

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… of Thomas Lake Harris. By RESPIRO. 2s. 6d. net. A New Edition. C. W. Pearce and Co., 139, West Regent Street, Glasgow. If we are in any way to shadow forth the Ineffable, it must be by a degrada- tion. Every symbol is a blasphemy against the Truth that it indicates. A painter to remind us of the sunlight has no better material than dull ochre. So we need not be surprised if the Unity of Subject and Object in Con- sciousness which is Samadhi, the uniting of the Bride and the Lamb which is Heaven, the uniting of the Magus and the God which is Ev…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 222

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ate, is silence, and precious damned little of that !’” Again we found ourselves laughing together. It was really very extraordinary the way in which talking to Basil or his pupils exhilarated the mind. I began to see why he was so distrusted and disliked. People always pretend to want to be lifted out of themselves, but in reality they’re terribly afraid of anything happening to them. And Basil always strikes at the root of one’s spiritual oak. He wants one to be oneself, and the price of that is to abandon the false ideas that one has of ones…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 354

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ught it necessary to keep off heroin in order to give myself a show. But I’m left flat. Life becomes more tedious every day, and the one way of escape is barred by flaming swords.” “ Bxactly,” he replied. ‘“ You’ve only discovered one thing that you don’t will; you have still to find the one thing that you do will. And yet there are quite a number of clues in this manuscript of yours. I note you say that your squad commander, who didn’t become that without some power of dealing with men, told you that you were not a great flyer. How was it exac…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 167

The Book of Thoth

superior state of others; but they have not the courage or intelligence to better themselves. Yet they are always irritably meddling about petty matters; they interfere with, and inevitably spoil, whatever comes their way. In the Yî King, the fiery part of Earth is represented by the 62nd hexagram, Hsiâo Kwo. This is as important as its complement, Kung Fû (see under Prince of Cups); it is a “big Khan”, the trigram of Luna with each line doubled. But it is also suggestive of the Geomantic figure Conjunctio, Mercury in Virgo, corresponding very …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 185

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ders and bleeds In the desolate air With a sound as of fire ! The hound recedes ; But the gates stand there, Barring desire, Barring the way Of the dead unburied, Unshrived, and unblessed ; They stand and pray In legions serried, Beating the breast, Tearing the hair, Rending the raiment. There is none. to care. No golden paymen Availeth at all. There is none to call; There is none to pity : They stand in their pain At the gate of the city. There is none to feel Or give relief; They are lost; they are vain ; They are eaten of grief.

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1922 · PDF PAGE 67

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…and appeared to the naked eye an absolutely respectable first-class family hotel for the sons of the nobility and gentry. Now don’t run away with the idea that I want to knock the hotel. It was simply because France had been bled white; but the waiter on our floor was a middle-aged family man and probably read Lamartine and Pascal and Taine and all those appalling old bores when he wasn’t doing shot drill with the caviare. But it isn’t the slightest use my trying to conceal from you the fact that he always wore a slightly shocked expression, es…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 105

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…'clock train back to town. “Good God, what a time you've been,” said Lou, and I could see that she had been filling it in in a wonderful way. It was up to her neck. She danced about like a crazy woman with little jerky movements which I couldn’t help seeing signified nervous irritability. However, she was radiant, beaming, glowing, bursting with excitement.

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1930 · PDF PAGE 47

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 2)

…ust be allowed to impose iis intrinsic individuality on the mind, to put its fingers independently on whatever notes it pleases. In this way one obtains an impression of the true purport of the answerj and one obtains it armed with a sanction superior to any sensible suggestions. It cornes from and to a part of the individual which is independent of the influence of environment ; is adjusted to that environment by true necessity, and not by the artifices of such adaptations as our purblind conception of convenience induces us to fabricate. The …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 97

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…nge estate, and that infernal income-tax and so on—I was really little better than a pauper, and there was Lou to be considered. I had always thought jewellery vulgar ; a signet ring and a tie pin for a man—for a woman, a few trinkets, very quiet, in good taste—that was the limit. But Lou was absolutely different. She could wear any amount of the stuff and carry it off superbly. I had bought her a pair of ear-rings in Cartier’s yesterday afternoon—three diamonds in a string, the pendant being a wonderful pear-shaped blue-white, and as she ate, …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 224

Diary of a Drug Fiend

210 The Diary of a Drug Fiend always will be. How was it that she could speak of another woman who loved him without jealousy, and, as things were, without envy? It was true, perhaps, after all, that he had some huge hypnotic power, and held them helpless, filed away like so many letters. But Maisie was bubbling over with energy and joy; it was absurd to think of her as vampirised, as a victim. I asked her about it point-blank. “‘ My dear Lou,” she laughed, ‘‘ don’t be too utterly gaga! My Will is to sing, and Lala’s is to help him in his work—…

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