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1929 · PDF PAGE 497

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…st. The only question was where to sleep. The hours passed and no sign of human habitation. In the end I submitted to fate and spent the night in the open on a stony slope. The next day, after lunching gloriously on a convenient islet, I came to Newborough Bay, where the river widens out to something like three times its average. There is a town on either bank connected by a steam ferry. I was merrily sailing along, when a squall struck the canoe without warning. I found myself rushing recklessly through the water, with the spray shooting from …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 133

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…s the Carrefour de l’Odéon’—out of which, as I knew of old, the Rue des Quatre Vents leads. Indeed, I remembered the carrefour from that night. I had passed through it. I remembered hesitating as to which turning to take. For, as you know, the carrefour is a triangle, one road leading from the apex, four (with two minor variations just off the carrefour) from the base. “ Following this plan, I came, sure enough, in three minutes or so into the Rue des Quatre Vents. It is not a long street, as you know, and I thought that I remembered perfectly …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 133

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…s the Carrefour de l’Odéon’—out of which, as I knew of old, the Rue des Quatre Vents leads. Indeed, I remembered the carrefour from that night. I had passed through it. I remembered hesitating as to which turning to take. For, as you know, the carrefour is a triangle, one road leading from the apex, four (with two minor variations just off the carrefour) from the base. “ Following this plan, I came, sure enough, in three minutes or so into the Rue des Quatre Vents. It is not a long street, as you know, and I thought that I remembered perfectly …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 143

The Scented Garden

…r Fron- tier officials in N.W. India. The method of manu- facture is interesting. A poor and despairing man is selected and watched. One night, as he slinks through some deserted beggar’s haunt, he is se- cretly drugged and conveyed to a palatial house with gardens and fountains. He awakes to find himself robed in fine linen and purple, surrounded by rich wines and foods, and by an adoring bevy of the most luscious beauties that he can im- agine. He is however always kept to a certain ex- tent under the influence of hashish, in order to bewilde…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 142

The Vision and the Voice

… name. Beneath his feet is the kingdom, and upon his head the crown. He is spirit and matter; he is peace and power; in him is Chaos and Night and Pan, and upon BABALON his concubine, that hath made him drunk upon the blood of the saints that she hath gathered in her golden cup, hath he begotten the virgin that now he doth deflower. And this is that which is written: Malkuth shall be uplifted and set upon the throne of Binah. And this is the stone of the philosophers that is set as a seal upon the tomb of Tetragrammaton, and the elixir of life …

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1930 · PDF PAGE 67

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

…e silent and virginal God. 11. Then at last, being well-fitted in body and mind, hxed in peace, beneath a favourable heaven of stars, at night, in calm and warm weather, mayst thou quicken the movement of the light until it be taken up by the brain and the spine, independently of thy will. 12. If in this hour thou shouldst die, is it not written, “Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord” ? Yea, Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord ! 5

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1907 · PDF PAGE 51

The Star in the West

…ding once again the sepulchral abode of a corpse . For a moment we behold God , face to face , but for a moment only , then all again is night . Keats attained , and so did Shelley and Browning . Read the last verses of the “ Prometheus Unbound ” and “ A Grammarian's Funeral , ” and all will be plain ;' and it is this same ecstasy that burns white in these two superb poems , which flames a bright star of beauty guiding us on our long journey across the hundred thousand leagues of the empire of Crowley's pen . We find it shining brightly over al…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 56

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…dea, Mistress of Enchant- ments. There was he to tame the two Bulls, whose feet were of brass, whose horns were as crescent moons in the night, and whose nostrils belched forth mingling columns of flame and of smoke. There was he to harness them to that plough which is made of one great adamantine stone; and with it was he determined to plough the two acres of ground which had never before been tilled by the hand of man, and sow the white dragons’ teeth, and slay the armed multitude, that black army of unbalanced forces which obscures the light…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 56

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…dea, Mistress of Enchant- ments. There was he to tame the two Bulls, whose feet were of brass, whose horns were as crescent moons in the night, and whose nostrils belched forth mingling columns of flame and of smoke. There was he to harness them to that plough which is made of one great adamantine stone; and with it was he determined to plough the two acres of ground which had never before been tilled by the hand of man, and sow the white dragons’ teeth, and slay the armed multitude, that black army of unbalanced forces which obscures the light…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 51

Magick Without Tears

…ke you through the first gates. The question of noise instantly arises; I think we should have to do it not earlier than nine o'clock at night, and I don't know whether you can manage this. Cara Soror, Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666 Letter G September 4, 1943 Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. "Shall be" (instead of Do what thou wilt is . .. ) not "is." See Liber AL, I: 36,54, and II: 54. Not "Master Perdurabo" : see Magick, p. XXIX. "Care Frater" is enough. 777 is practically unpurchasable: copies fetch £10 or…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 187

The Law is for All

…rgotten, and now mentioned as a concession to my weakness. 70. I am the Hawk-Headed Lord of Silence & of Strength; my nemyss shrouds the night-blue sky. 71. Hail! ye twin warriors about the pillars of the world! for your time is nigh at hand. Commentary: This seemed a clear statement as to the War which was to come, and did come, in 1914 E.v. Later I thought that “the pillars of the world” meant “the Pillars of Hercules”—about the Straits of Gibraltar—and that the really big war would start there. P.s. I now ask if “twin warriors” imply a civil…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 305

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…s only five hundred were left. On March 14th we left Mengtsz for Manhao on the Red River --- three days' easy travelling. The very first night, an unpleasant incident took place. Wilkinson had made me promise on no account to strike any of the men but to rely on him to punish any misconduct when they returned to Yunnanfu. It seemed as if they knew of this compact and the Great God Wilkinson seemed very far off to them. I could feel instinctively that the respect, akin to godly fear, which I had previously inspired was less powerful as an inhibi…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 107

Collected Works (Vol. II)

ACTUS TERTIUS © 101 MEDEA. CHORUS. I tell you—thus the night passed. What? Canst thou save us from this newer doom ? CHORUS. Verily, MEDEA. The woman raves. MEDEA. Such victory as this Outsails all shame. Before the dawn was up I bound such talismans about his breast That fire and steel grow dew and flowery wreaths For all their power to hurt him. Presently I made a posset, drugged with somnolence, Sleepy with poppy and white hellebore, Fit for the dragon. This was my design. CHORUS. Beware thy father’s anger when he finds His plans thus baffle…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 138

The Vision and the Voice

…lash up—they are memories. For the seer hath no head; it is expanded into the universe, a vast and silent sea, crowned with the stars of night. Yet in the very midst thereof is the arrow. Little images of things that were, are the foam upon the waves. And there is a contest between the Vision and the memories. I prayed unto the Lords of Vision, saying: O my Lords, take not away this wonder from my sight. And they said: It must needs be. Rejoice therefore if thou hast been permitted to behold, even for a moment, this Arrow, the austere, the augu…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 65

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…inciple and all that sort of thing. We certainly had been punishing the snow. Five sniffs! it wasn’t much in our young lives after a fortnight. Gwendolen Otter says :— ‘“‘ Heart of my heart, in the pale moonlight, Why should we wait till to-morrow night ? ”

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1922 · PDF PAGE 86

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…et it. ‘“* Let me drive you and Sir Peter back to your hotel,” said our host to Lou. “You've had a rather rough time. I prescribe a good night’s rest. You'll find a dose of H. a very useful pick-me-up in the morning, but, for Heaven’s sake, don’t flog a willing horse. Just the minutest sniff, and then coke up gradually when you begin to feel like getting up. By lunch time you'll be feeling like a couple of two-year-olds.” He paid the bill, and we went out. As luck would have it, a taxi had just discharged a party at the door. So we drove home w…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 127

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… possibilities. The atmosphere of Capri, and the genius of Feccles for preventing any interference with our pleasure, made our first fortnight on the island an unending trance of unearthly beauty. | He never allowed us a chance to be bored, and yet, he never intruded. He took all the responsibilities off our hands, he arranged excursions to Anacapri, to the Villa of Tiberius and to the various grottos. Once or twice he suggested a wild night in Naples, and we revelled in the peculiar haunts of vice with which that city abounds. Nothing shocked …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 119

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…one to Tacubaya, a luxurious pleasure resort with a big casino. The play is at long tables stacked with thousands of silver dollars. One night I noticed the electric chandelier beginning to swing. Crashing sounds came from without. Suddenly the lights went out! It was an earthquake. Attendants rushed in with lighted candles. It could hardy have been dark for two minutes; the room was almost empty and most of the cash had vanished. I had been playing a modified martingale with happier results than my stupidity deserved. But, one night, luck ran …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 30

Konx Om Pax

…Palace. There are three passages that lead to the Treasure House of Gold, and all of them are very dreadful. One is called the Terror by Night, and another the Arrow by Day, and the third has a name that people are afraid to hear, so I won’t say. Via P v. Oculus But in the first we came to a mighty throne of gray granite, shaped like the sweetest pussy eat you ever saw, and set up on a desolate heath. It was midnight, and the Devil came down and sat in the midst; but my Fairy Prince whispered: “Hush! it is a great secret, but his name is Yeheswa…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 49

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…le, and with a long and regular swing the Ship of the Desert continued his fascinating exercise. The Archbishop will go on like this all night, said a sweet voice behind me. I turned, and saw Leila, the black-bumboed blouzabella of his boy- hood. Come with me, she added, I can still beat you at cuddle-my-cuddie. She saw me hesitate, [47]

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