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1909 · PDF PAGE 294

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…the 1 3th Key of the Tarot.” Associate Adept: The 13th Key of the Tarot represents the figure of a skeleton. The five extremities of the Body, delineated by head, hands and feet, allude to the powers of the Number five, the letter 4, the Pentagram comprehending the concealed Spirit of Life and the four Elements, the originators of all living forms. The sign Scorpio especially alludes to stagnant and fetid water ; and to that property of the moist nature which initiates putrefaction and corruption. The eternal change from Life to Death, and thro…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 15

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…lanced beneath the wave, llis eyes grew bright and burning, his lips clave— A sudden cry broke from him: from the height His swift young body, like a ray of light, Divides the air, a moment, and the pool Flings up the spray like dew, divinely cool : A moment, and he flashed towards her side And caught her trembling, as a tender bride At the first kiss ; he caught her, and compelled Her answer, in his arms securely held. And she no word might say; her red lips quailed, Ifer perfect eyelids drooped, her warm cheek paled, A tear stole over it, Ili…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 234

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…., Tiphereth, the Sphere of Beauty. 2 See Mark xv. 35, 36 for the obscure allu- sions, Let me ride on more hastily than this, That so my body may be tired of me, And fling me to the old forgetful kiss, Sleep’s, when my mind goes, riderless and free, Into some corner of eternity. Alas! that mind returns from its abode With newer problems, fiercer thoughts! But stay ! Suppose it came not? It must be with God !— a Then this dull house of gold and iron and clay Is happy also—’tis an easy way ! So easy, I am fearful of mishap. Some fatal argument th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 15

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…hed, laughed, whispered, never talked. She smiled, and loves devout and rare Flickered about the room. She stayed Still in the dusk: her body sang Out full and clear ‘‘O love me!” Rang The silver couplets undismayed, Bright, bold, convincing. In her eyes Glittered enamelled sorceries. She was a piece of jewel work Sold by a Christian to a Turk, She had fed on air that day: the flowers About her curled, ambrosial bowers Of some divine perfume: the soul Of ether made her wise ; control Of strong distilled delight. She showered Wit and soft laught…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 18

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…e (in general terms expressed with the greatest caution) the 'sort' of thing that is likely to be bad for you. Anything that weakens the body, that exhausts, disturbs or inflames the mind is deprecable. You are pretty sure to find as you progress that there are some conditions that cannot be eliminated at all in your particular circumstances; and then you have to find a way of dealing with these so that they make a minimum of trouble. And you will find that you cannot conquer the obstacle of Yama, and dismiss it from your mind once and for all.…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 20

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… to the truth : what lies succeed When every truth essential mocks Its truth in figure of a phrase? How should I care for this, and tire Body by will to sing thy praise, Who take this lute, throw down the lyre | As I have done to-day, to win No guerdon differing from the toil, Were that accomplished: pain and sin Are needed for the counterfoil Of joy and love: if only so All men had these in keen excess Those were forgotten : indigo Is amber’s shadow, but—confess For all men but ourselves the tint | ay! Of all the earth is dull and black ! Only…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 156

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… J. St. J. attained perma- nently to a State such that he was never again annoyed by the silly mistake of iden- tifying Himself with the body, or he did not.1 But after all, what has that to do with V.I.0.? It has certainly nothing to do with C. But how do I stand? This seems to be the position. While in normal consciousness I know that I (or Not I) am ever in the state of which I sometimes catch the reflection when I realize that I am not I. There, that is the clearest original thought I have ex- pressed this afternoon, and bad at that. Of cou…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 175

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ilver string Should strike, should hurt. But now she wakes, Wreathes like a waterfall of snakes The golden fervour of her hair About the body brave and bare Starred in the sunlight by the spray, And laughed upon me as I lay Watching the change: First dawn of fire ! First ghost of nightfall’s grey desire ! First light of moonrise! Then, as June Leaps out of May, her lips took tune To song most soft, a spiral spell, A siren breathing in a shell. The notes were clustered round the well Like angels clustering round a god. Let memory wake from its a…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 32

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…natomy for their value, and upon mystic theories concerning the therapeutic and thaumaturgic properties ascribed to various parts of the body. If, for instance, you can conquer the nerve Udana, you can walk on water. But who the devil wants to talk on water? Swimming is much better fun. (I bar sharks, sting-rays, cuttle- fish, electric eels and piranhas. Also trippers, bathing belles and Mr. Lansbury.) Alternatively, freeze the water and dance on it! A great deal of Hindu endeavour seems to consist in discovering the most difficult possible way…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 18

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…, and sang a lie. Did Rodin strip the clothes, and find A naked truth fast underneath? Never! Where lurks the soul and mind? What is the body but a sheath? Did he ply forceps, scalpel, saw, Tear all the grace of form apart, Intent to catch some final law Behind the engine of the heart? He tried not ; whoso has, has failed. So, did I pry beneath the robe, Till stubborn will availed, nor quailed, Intimate with the naked probe ? I know the husks! to strip; name, form, Sensation, then perception, stress Of nature thither ; last, the swarm Of honey-…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 227

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… of one, and feel that one has done a good turn to Venus. One of my boars, by the way, gave me a lesson in literature. I came across his body two days after the battle and it hit me in the eye --- to say nothing of the nose --- with Baudelaire's "Charogne". Beside the path, an infamous foul carrion, ....Stones for its couch a fitting sheet. Its legs stretched in the air, like wanton whores ....Burning with lust, and reeking venom sweated, Laid open, carelessly and cynically, the doors ....Of belly rank with exhalations fetid. {378} Upon this ro…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 98

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…rt you, Bless you for purity and life—a store ! An ever-running fountain-head of virtue To heal my soul and buckler it and harden ! Your body is like ivory and silk ! Your lips are like the poppies in the garden ! Your face is like a wreath of flowers to crown me! Your eyes are wells wherein I long to drown me ! Your hair is like a waterfall above me, A waterfall of sunset! In your bosom I hear the racing of a heart to love me. Your blood is beating like a wind-blown blossom With rapture that you mingle it in mine! Your breath is fresh as foam …

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1939 · PDF PAGE 36

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… know that you have got the right thing, whereas if I were to tell you now, you would very likely imagine it. 2. Automatic rigidity: the body becomes still, as the result of a spasm. This is perfectly normal and predictable. It is customary to do it with a dog. You stick him in a bell-jar, pump in oxygen or carbonic acid or something, and the dog goes stiff. You can take him out and wave him around by a leg as if he were frozen. This is not quite the same thing, but near it. 25. Men of science are terribly handicapped in every investigation by …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 234

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…e of Solomon the King which appears in The Equinox, vol. I, no. VII. I cannot with literary propriety incorporate these documents in the body of this book, but they are presented in an appendix, together with the text of The Book of the Law. Most of the past nine years of my life have been preoccupied, each year more fully than the last, with the problem of proving to humanity in general the propositions involved. To make the elements of my thesis as clear and distinct as possible, I shall endeavour to insulate them in sections. Ouarda and I le…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 97

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…f blood. Dear love, dear wife, dear mother of the child Whose fair faint features are a match for mine, Lurks there no secret where your body smiled, No serpent in the generous draught of wine? Did I guess all, who guessed your life well given Up to my kiss? Aha! the veil is riven! Beneath the smiling mask of a young bride Languorous, luscious, melancholy-eyed ; Beneath the gentle raptures, hints celestial Of holy secrets, kisses like soft dew, Reneath the amorous mystery, I view The surer shape, a visage grim and bestial, A purpose sly and dea…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 29

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…rose and swore By heaven and earth and all the seas that roar And stars that sing, by rivers and fresh flood, By his own essence, by his body and blood, To lay his godhead down, till night drew nigh, To be a mortal Ul the vesper cry Of dying breezes. So the morning past And found them linked inexorably fast Each in the other’s arms, Their lips are wed To drink head Of lovers’ breath. Now Zeus half rises up, Sips once again from that moon-curvéd cup, And, in his passion gazing on the flower, Darker and riper for Love’s perfect hour, His clear vo…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 34

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ry of a sapphire stone, Whereon there breathed a sense, a mist, a sun! I stood and Jaughed upon the Ancient One. For He was silent as my body’s kiss, , And sleeping as my many-coloured hair, And living as my eyes and lips ; and where The vast creation round him cried “ He Is!’’, No murmur reached ]1im ; He was set alone, Alone and central. Ah! my eyes were dim. I worshipped even; for I envied Him. So, moving upward to the azure throne, I spread my arms unto that ambient mist ; Lifted my life and soul up to be kissed ! A million million voices r…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 165

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…f the eternal snake. Is there no warmth where beauty isso bright ? No soul still flickering in the lambent light Still shed from all the body’s excellence? No lamp unchidden of the utter night? Cannot my life be molten into thee, Or thy death fall with rosier arms on me, Or soul with soul commingle without sense, As the sun’s rays strike deep into the sea? O beauty of all teauty—central flower Of all the blossoms in the summer’s bower ! Fades not all Nature in thy fall? the sun Not darken in the miserable hour? I hate all Nature’s mockery of li…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 67

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… have been the isolation and the physical hardship itself that helped, that more and more my magical operation became implicit in my own body and mind, when a few months later I found myself performing in full operations involving the Formula of the Neophyte (for which see my treatise Magick) without any external apparatus at all. 10. A pox on all these formalistic Aryan sages! Unless one wants to be very pedantic, it is rather absurd to contend that this form of ritual forced upon me, first by external and next by internal circumstances, was a…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 162

Collected Works (Vol. III)

156 ORPHEUS Dawn shakes the molten fire of my delight From the fine flower and fragrance of my tresses ! Sunset bids darken all my body’s light, Mixing its music with the sad caresses Of the whole world: I wheel in wingless flight Through lampless space, the starless wildernesses ! Beyond the universal bounds that roll, There is the shrine and image of my soul. Nature my name is called. O fruitless veil Of the strange self of its own self begotten ! O vision laughterless! O shadowy tale! O brain that halts before its thought for- gotten! Once a…

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