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Page 90 of 1121906 · PDF PAGE 172
…sophy’s despair, The cynic scorn of self. I think At times the search is worth no worry, And hasten earthward in a hurry, Close spirit’s eyes, or bid them blink, Go back to Swinburne’s counsel rare, Kissing the universe its rod, As thus he sings “ For this 1s God ; Be man with might, at any rate, In strength of spirit growing straight And life as light a-living out !” So Swinburne doth sublimely state, And he is right beyond a doubt. So, ’'m a poet or a rhymer ; A mountaineer or mountain climber. So much for Crowley’s vital primer. The inward l…
1922 · PDF PAGE 289
…r inheritance “ for a mess of beastlier pottage than ever Esau guzzled ? ” Lamus had been watching us intently while Maisie sang. lLou’s eyes were full of tears. They ran down her thin, worn face. She made no effort to wipe them away. I do not know whether she felt them. Heroin dulls all physical sensation, leaving only the dull in- tolerable craving, the acrid irritation, to break in upon the formless stupor which represents the height of well-being. But I had no inclination to weep; mine was the bitter black remorse of Judas. I had sold my ma…
1922 · PDF PAGE 163
… didn’t dare tell each other what we really feared: that somehow he might let us down. ... I can’t sleep. Cockie is lying awake with his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. He doesn’t stir a muscle. It maddens me that he takes no interest in me. But after all, I take no interest in him. I am as restless as the wandering Jew. At the same time, I can’t settle down to anything. I keep on scribbling this stuff in my diary. It relieves me somehow to write what I feel. What is so utterly damnable is that I understand what I am doing. This complai…
1922 · PDF PAGE 238
…ut his knee on my chest, and tried to strangle me. But the angel smote him suddenly, and all his muscles relaxed and he rolled over. His eyes were wide open, but I could only see the whites. That is a sign that he is possessed by the Devil, and that the angels are protecting me. He has: fired two or three times, and now I see him coming up from the lake. I must hide this book, and then I will go to the garage, and hide till the morning. Keletiel tells me that this is the critical night. I will get into the big car under the sheet. He won't look…
1922 · PDF PAGE 240
…With H. or C. or both, there is never a dull moment; without them the hours, the very minutes, drag. It’s difficult to read or write. My eyes won’t focus properly. They have been open to the spiritual world, they can’t see anything else. It’s hard, too, to control the hands. I can’t form the letters properly. This waiting is hellish. Waiting for something to happen! I can think of nothing but H. Everything in the body is wrong. It aches intolerably. Even a single dose would put everything right. It makes me forget who I am, and the wonderful
1996 · PDF PAGE 208
…he be a King, thou canst not hurt him. 60. Therefore strike hard & low, and to hell with them, master! 61. There is a light before thine eyes, o prophet, a light unde sired, most desirable. 62. I am uplifted in thine heart; and the kisses of the stars rain hard upon thy body. 63. Thou art exhaust in the voluptuous fullness of the inspira tion; the expiration is sweeter than death, more rapid and laughterful than a caress of Hell’s own worm. 64. Oh! thou art overcome: we are upon thee; our delight is all over thee: hail! hail: prophet of Nu! p…
1904 · PDF PAGE 31
…On the other hand, to offer my favours to him would be to lose the supreme suction of the ladys turd-hole. I finessed again. The girls eyes were still smarting from the acrid urine of her four- footed friend, and it was with tolerable certainty of impunity from discovery that I pointed to my chan- cre and to the plate Masochist. The pig picked up his concertina. Too late, or else too early he played with intense, wistful sadness, pointing with the tail of his eye to the bookshelf where stood a treatise on Syphilis, which pointed out bu…
1905 · PDF PAGE 136
…elly, the eminent painter. JEZEBEL. ParRT I. A LION’S mane, a leopard’s skin Across my dusty shoulders thrown; A swart fierce face, with eyes where sin- Lurks like a serpent by a stone. A man driven forth by lust to seek Rest from himself on Carmel’s peak. A prophet! with wild hair behind, Streaming in fiery clusters! Yea, Tangled with vehemence of the wind, And knotted with the tears that slay ; And all my face parched up and dried, And all my body crucified. Ofttimes the Spirit of the Lord Descends and floods me with his breath ; My words are…
1907 · PDF PAGE 141
… of Dis, Come forth! I invoke thee, O dew! The Come forth! ITinvoke thee, O rainbow ! thou maiden must hear and obey. maid of the myriad eyes ! THE DEw. | THE RaINBow. Life trembling on leaves, In multiple measure Sunrise shed in tears, The flowers of us fold Love's arrow that cleaves The scarlet and azure The veil of the years, And olive and gold,
1922 · PDF PAGE 78
… had last seen him. Of middle height, he had a long and rather narrow face. There was a touch of the ecclesiastic in his expression. His eyes were small and gray; he had a trick of blinking. The nose was long and beaked like Wellington’s; the mouth was thin and tense; the skin was fresh and rosy. He had not developed even the tiniest wrinkle. He kept the old uneasy nervous movement which had been so singular in him as a boy. One would have said that he was constantly on the alert, expecting something to happen, and yet the last thing that any o…
1922 · PDF PAGE 232
…process of purifi- cation. He certainly has some very queer ideas. Sometimes _ I catch him looking at me with some deep suspicion in his eyes. His mind is harping on the Germans. He broke out just now into a denunciation of Gretel Webster as a German spy, and rambled on from that to say something that I couldn’t properly understand. But the gist of it was apparently that as Gretel had introduced us more or less, I was being used to do him some harm. Of course ideas like this come to one when one’s hungry, and all this sprang up owing to the mys…
1922 · PDF PAGE 94
…into words, Lou sailed in like an angel descending from heaven. She went straight up to Feccles, and she positively kissed him before my eyes, and begged him to stay and have lunch. She positively took the words out of my mouth. But I must admit that I wanted to be alone with Lou—not only then, but for ever; and I was most consumedly glad when I heard Feccles say :— “Why, really, that’s too kind of you, Lady Pen- dragon, and I hope you repeat the invitation some other day, but I’ve got to lunch with two birds from the Bourse. We have a tremendo…
1904 · PDF PAGE 31
…osophy’s despair The cynic scorn of self. I think At times the search is worth no worry, And hasten earthward in a hurry, Close spirit’s eyes, or bid them blink, Go back to Swinburne’s19 counsel rare, Kissing the universe its rod, As thus he sings “For this is God ; Be man with might, at any rate, In strength of spirit growing straight And life as light a-lving out !” So Swinburne doth sublimely state, And he is right beyond a doubt. So, I’m a poet or a rhymer ; A mountaineer or mountain climber. So much for Crowley’s vital primer. The inward l…
1954 · PDF PAGE 480
OBSTACLES ON THE PATH 447 Dumas, Lytton, Huysmans, Mabel Collins, and Arthur Machen. You look at me with strange sad eyes: "But you, too, Master, have not you too led a life as strange, as glamourous, as weird and as romantic, as the best of them? Then why this cold detachment from that ambience?" Well, if you put it like that, I can only say that I feel at the same time more guilty and entirely innocent! For, while the charge is true, the defence is not to be shaken. The worst of all teachers are the Boloney Magnates, of whom I have already gi…
1929 · PDF PAGE 33
…ing I want lies at the base of the spine. This time I saw. In a blue heaven was coiled an infi- nite snake of gold and green, with four eyes of fire, black fire and red, that darted rays in every direction; held within its coils was a great multitude of laughing children. And even as I looked, all this was blotted out. Crawling rivers of blood spread over the heaven, of blood purulent with nameless formsmangy dogs with
1922 · PDF PAGE 85
…ie; and I’m as indifferent to the idea as I am to any other of your monkey ideas.” She relapsed into silence, leaned back and closed her eyes once more. I make no claim to be a philosopher of any kind; but it was quite evident to the most ordinary common sense that her position was unassailable if any one chose to take it. As G. K. Chesterton says, ‘ You cannot argue with the choice of the soul.” It has often been argued, in fact, that mankind lost the happiness characteristic of his fellow-animals when he acquired self-consciousness. This is i…
1922 · PDF PAGE 338
…ike one sees in some old Egyptian statues, and a twist at the corners in which lurked incalculable possibilities of self-expression. Her eyes were deep-set and calm. It was a square face with a very peculiar jaw expressing terrific determination. I have never seen a face in which courage was so strongly marked. * Yes, I think I see it now. He forces one to come to what I might call the point of death. The whole of life is reviewed in perspective, and its meaning seized. But instead of being snatched away to face the unknown, as in the case of d…
1954 · PDF PAGE 393
… learned later that there is a kind of sight half-way between that and the astral. In a "regular" astral vision one sees better when the eyes are shut; with this in termediate instrument, to close them would be as completely annihilating as if the vision were an ordinary object of sight. It seems, too, as if I had picked up something of the sort as an after-effect of the Evocation of Buer-a Mercurial demon; for phenomena of one sort or another were simply showered on me from this moment, pari passu with my constantly improving technique in regu…
1996 · PDF PAGE 128
…58 129 53. Fear not, o prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be sorry. Thou art emphatically my chosen; and blessed are the eyes that thou shalt look upon with gladness. But I will hide thee in a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen: but I lift thee up. 54. Nor shall they who cry aloud their folly that thou meanest nought avail; thou shall reveal it: thou availest: they are the slaves of because: They are not of me. The stops as thou wilt; the letters? change them not in style or value! 55. Thou shalt obtai…
1906 · PDF PAGE 127
…in the dusk of the night, By palm and pagoda enchaunted. Carved hair AHAB: Part I, THE polished silver flings me back Dominant brows and eyes of bronze, A curling beard of vigorous black, And dusky red of desert suns Burnt in my cheeks. Who saith me Nay? Who reigns in Israel to-day? Samaria in well-ordered ranks Of houses stands in honoured peace: Sweet nourishment from Kenah’s banks Flows, and the corn and vine increase. In two pitched fields the Syrian hordes Fled broken from our stallion swords. Ay me! But that was life! I see Now, from that…