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1929 · PDF PAGE 19

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…e was. And very bold it was, for conscience makes cowards of us all. The secret shame of his orgies! Every week- night—once even on a Sunday!—after everyone had gone to bed, he opened the little safe in the wall at the head of his bed, and drew forth the obscene picture from its envelope marked “In case of my death or dis- ability THIS PACKET is to be DESTROYED UNOPENED. T. Bugg.” Then he would sit, and hold it in his hot hands, and gloat upon the evil thing, lifting it now and again to his mouth to cover it with greedy, slobbering kisses. And …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 122

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…14} 1. WEH Note: AL I,44 was constantly ill with diarrhea and I was not much better. Finally food gave out altogether and our last three days we had literally nothing but champagne and Danish butter. We didn't care much; we had done what we had set out to do. Besides, I had learnt a great deal about camp life, the fine points of glissading, and the use of Steigeisen. In 1899, at the Montanvers, I had already found that his mechanically perfect "claws" worked miracles. We had shown a young man for Oxford, Dr. T. G. Longstaff, of what they were c…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 89

In Residence

… page, And dirged by Tennyson’s sweet sad rhyme. I say I see, my friends if you do not, the illustrious emigré (having it is true in her day, although the same, changed, journey’d considerable,) Making directly for this rendezvous, vigorously clearing a path for herself, striding through the confusion, By thud of machinery and shrill steam-whistle undismay’d Bluffed not a bit by drain-pipe gasometers, artificial fertilizers, Smiling and pleas’d with palpable intent to stay, She’s here, install’d amid the kitchen ware!” WALT WHITMAN.! The lady p…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 117

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

… the daughter of Love. Those, too, who are thus reborn will understand that I who write these words am stretched on the wet earth on the day of Spring. It is night, but only the sea whispers of Per- sephone, as the stars intimate Urania whose mystery is the third, and beyond. My body is absorbed in scent and touch; for the consuming fire of my sight has burnt itself out to blind- ness, and in my mouth is only the savour of an infinite kiss. The moist earth burns my lips; my fingers search down about the roots of the grass. The life of earth itself…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 117

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

… the daughter of Love. Those, too, who are thus reborn will understand that I who write these words am stretched on the wet earth on the day of Spring. It is night, but only the sea whispers of Per- sephone, as the stars intimate Urania whose mystery is the third, and beyond. My body is absorbed in scent and touch; for the consuming fire of my sight has burnt itself out to blind- ness, and in my mouth is only the savour of an infinite kiss. The moist earth burns my lips; my fingers search down about the roots of the grass. The life of earth itself…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 153

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

….” In fact, he left London for Paris on November 10, attended only by a single Chela. He arrived at Algiers on the 17th, and on the next day took the tram to Arba, from which point they started to walk to Bou- Saada. At Aumale he took up again the work of obtaining the Cries of the 30 A&thyrs, to which he had not paid attention since August 1900. It is evident that he was stopped from going beyond that point at that time. A study of these Cries will explain to students of intelli- gence the details of this Initiation, and it will be seen from t…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 153

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

….” In fact, he left London for Paris on November 10, attended only by a single Chela. He arrived at Algiers on the 17th, and on the next day took the tram to Arba, from which point they started to walk to Bou- Saada. At Aumale he took up again the work of obtaining the Cries of the 30 A&thyrs, to which he had not paid attention since August 1900. It is evident that he was stopped from going beyond that point at that time. A study of these Cries will explain to students of intelli- gence the details of this Initiation, and it will be seen from t…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 306

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…t she had had no one to help her with the baby. There was also a good deal for her to do in camp. We often travelled over twelve hours a day in really trying conditions; we encountered more than a little hardship, what with fatigue, cold, lack of food and general discomfort; she never gave in, she never complained, she never failed to do more than her her share of the work and she never made a mistake. She was in a class by herself as a comrade. Even Eckenstein was not so competent all round or so uniformly exultant. We had been over four month…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 351

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…m to her bosom with her megs and then she looked up into Mansie’s face, and all the happiness in the world was in that look: for on that day the selkie did everything but speak. Mansie was a young man then, and some time afterwards he married and settled on the west of Eday. One evening when he was fishing for sillocks on an ebb-rock, which could only be reached dry-shod at low water, the fish took unusually well, so that he stood and filled his basket. Indeed they took so well that he forgot all about the tide, and soon found him- self cut off…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 351

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…m to her bosom with her megs and then she looked up into Mansie’s face, and all the happiness in the world was in that look: for on that day the selkie did everything but speak. Mansie was a young man then, and some time afterwards he married and settled on the west of Eday. One evening when he was fishing for sillocks on an ebb-rock, which could only be reached dry-shod at low water, the fish took unusually well, so that he stood and filled his basket. Indeed they took so well that he forgot all about the tide, and soon found him- self cut off…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 196

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…diating Light and Life. Stop for a moment and get a clear conception of this Sun, how He is shining in the early morning, shining at mid-day, shining in the evening, and shining in the night. Have you got this idea clearly in your minds? You have stepped out of the Old Zon into the New. : Now let us consider what has happened. In order to get this mental picture of the ever-shining Sun, what did you do? You identified yourself with the Sun. You stepped out of the consciousness of this planet; and for a moment you had to consider yourself as a S…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 340

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… sleep ? ” he said softly, standing over my mattress. “I never had a better one.” It would be impossible to give the details of even one day at Telepylus. Life there has all the fullness of the heroin life with none of its disillusions. I must simply select such incidents as bear directly on our Purgatorio. I dropped off to sleep again after a short chat with Basil about indifferent affairs, and woke in the morning very much refreshed, and yet overpowered by the conviction that it was impossible to get up without heroin. } But the bright spring…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 4

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…evan was now fairly alarmed. “I am proud of it,” continued Duguesclin. “At the age of twenty-five my blood was more fiery than it is to- day. I married. Four years later I found my wife in the embraces of a neighbour. I slew him. I slew her. I slew our three children, for vipers breed only vipers. I slew the servants; they were accomplices of the adul- tery, or if not, they should at any rate not witness their master’s shame. I slew the gendarmes who came to take me—servile hirelings of a corrupt republic. I set my castle on fire, determined to…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 222

Magick Without Tears

…was meditating, it was my duty to bring his food very quietly (from time to time) into the room adjoining that where he was working. One day he missed two successive meals, and I thought I ought to look into his room to see if all was weI/. I must explain that I have known only two European women and three European men who could sit in the attitude called Padmasana, which is that usually seen in seated images of the Buddha. Of these men, Allan was one. He could knot his legs so well that, putting his hands on the ground, he could swing his body…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 489

Magick Without Tears

…t is not all this beside the point, you ask? No. It was needful to indicate this cumulative progression to social shipwreck, because, to-day an obvious peril of the most menacing. In 1904 no ordinary sane person foresaw anything of the sort. But special knowledge alters things, and it is certain that the Masters anticipated , with great exactness of calculation, the way things would go in the political world. Practically all the messages received during the "Cairo Working" (March-April 1904 e.v.) came to me through 1. The OtanceUor of the Exche…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 194

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ed his debilitated conviction in the existence of a Supreme Being who put in most of His time in caring for his faithful. {329} The next day, about four hours' ride took us to the top of the pass, from which we had a magnificent view of the plain of Skardu and the Indus backed by the great mountains, while in front of us lay the Deosai, and absolutely treeless wilderness of comparatively level country framed by minor peaks. It gives a unique impression of desolation. I have never seen its equal in this respect elsewhere. Yet the march was very …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 232

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…y feet, in order that they might the more utterly demonstrate their power to use me for their own purposes. We landed at Port Said on Monday, February the eighth, and went to Cairo on the following day. It was part of the plan of the gods that my romantic passion and pride, the intoxicated infatuation of my hymeneal happiness, should have induced me to play a puerile part on the world's stage. I had called myself Count Svareff and Aleister MacGregor fro quite definite and legitimate reasons; but I had never made a deliberate fool of myself by a…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 57

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…combined with that of cocaine; and the romance and adventure of our lives formed an exhilarating setting for those superb jewels. “Every day, in every way, I get better and better.” M. Coué’s now famous formula is the precise intel- lectual expression of the curve of the cocaine honey- moon. Normal life is like an aeroplane before she rises. There is a series of little bumps; all one can say is that one is getting along more or less. Then she begins to rise clear of earth. There are no more obstacles to the flight. But there are still mental ob…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 334

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… every one’s relief to an environment where they could potter about indefinitely and pose as great genijses. The Big Lion does more in a day than they will ever do in their lives if they live into the next

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1922 · PDF PAGE 197

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…agony of the patient con- tinues in a diluted form. It was the choice between plunging into boiling oil and being splashed with it every day for an indefinite period. Then there was an intermediate method in which the daily amount was reduced by a series of jerks. As Peter said, one was to be sentenced to be flogged at irregular intervals without knowing exactly when. One would be living in a state of agonising apprehension which would probably be more morally painful than in either of the other ways. In all cases alike there was no hint of any…

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