The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE BOOK OF LIES. WHICH IS ALSO FALSELY CALLED BREAKS By Frater Perdurabo. (Wieland & Co., 21s.) Poetry and Drama says: Creation and destruction of Gods has been for centuries mankind’s favourite religious mania and philosophical exercise. ‘The Book of Lies’ is a witty, instructive, and wholly admirable collection of paradoxes, in themselves. Contradictory, summing up and illustrating various experiments in God-making. Frater Perdurabo, however, has not written a Philosophical or mystical treatise; on the contrary, his book leaves one witha feeling of intense exhilaration and clearheadedness. "he book cannot be judged by the mere reading of excerpts; nor can it be read straight through. Indeed, if oneis really desirous to appreciate its subileties, this should not be attempted before 12 p.m. ‘To be carried about and discussed at leisure, to annoy, repel, stimulate, puzzle and interest, are evidently some few of its functions. Stupendously idiotic and amazingly clever, it is at the same time the quintessence of paradox and simplicity itself; yet when all this is said one is still far from the core, for just when one thinks fo have discovered it, one finds that many obvious beauties of thought and expression have been over- looked, others misinterpreted. Sometimes one is even doubtful if the author himself could translate into definite terms the exact meaning of his aphorisms and paradoxes without detracting from the value of the book as artistic expression of is personality. This is, however, an individual appreciation. * jook of Lies” will be interpreted differently by each reader andjudged accordingly.—A. d. R. . . . "he New Witness says: I have read with great care two very extraordinary books for which one Frater Perdurabo is partly or wholly responsible, “The Book of Lies,” and Book Four,” both published by Messrs, Wieland & Co,, Avenue Studios, South Kensington. ’ “Book Four” ‘is ‘sold for a shilling,’ but ‘The Book of Lies” is evidently far more precious, for though its wisdom fills only 136 small black-edged pages, it is not obtainable for less than a guinea, Allow me to reproduce its name and description in full (done). " _ Now that, I thought, was rather pleasant, but looking on I perceived that these breaks could not be profitable to me without a severe intellectual preparation. I timed to Book Four,” and there I read: "This book fs intentionally not the work of Frater Perdurabo. Experience shows that his writing is’ too concentrated, too abstruse, too occult for ordinary minds to apprehend.” ‘Book Four” seems intended as a kind of introduction to the “Book of Lies.” It has also other objects, It tells one, for example, how to procure certain of the very interesting works of Mr, Aleister Crowley for the insignificant sum of6 guineas, 31 dollars, or 156 francs. It tells one, also, how to approach the throne of the Brother, how to gaina spiritual power not unlike his, although he is anxious, being “the most honest of all the great religious teacher,” that nobody shall believe him. Hoping some day to be able to write litle books that should ‘sell fora guinea apiece, and also to understand ‘ The Book of Lies,” I set myself vehemently to the study of “Book Four.” 1 experimented with “the seven Keys to the great gate,” thoughI admit my ambition led me, to concentrate my energies chiefly on ‘ Meditation,” as Soror Virakam says that this, as described in “Book Four,” is “The Way of Attainment of Genius or Godhead considered as development of the Human Brain.” Genius or Godhead; either would suit me well. I will not describe my experiments in detail but rather their results, which were a very bad cold in the head, and a few words of poetry which I am informed are ‘worthy of Shakespeare and were indeed used by him in his noblest tragedy. oe ae in Hssing page 25 of Book Four” is a photograph of a man naked sitting onthe floor hugging. his shing and hiding his face in his knees. "I observed it with reverence, for it might perhaps represent Frater Perdurabo himself, whom I have not, the honour of knowing by sight. Opposite the picture I read : “The Student must now set his teeth and go through with it.” Tset my teeth. I went through with it, and, perhaps because February is a rather wintry month, there resulted first the Shakespearean words and secondlya very bad catarrh. The words were these -— “Poor Tom. . . Tom's a-cold.” Ifany should doubt the Shakespearean nature of this inspiration, my informant, who knows the works of that great master, refers to the Tragedy of Lear, Act li. Scene 4. ‘ Frater Perdurabo has not’ been so fortunate. Indeed, I fear that though his method lifted me to Shakespeare's level in “Genius or Godhead "it played its inventor false." Perhaps two or three or even more ‘ways of attainment” clashed with each other. Or—and with reverence must we contemplate this possibility—Frater Perdurabo attained too much. He put bimsef so vigorously in motion towards his goal that he overshot it and was carried past the common, godhead of genius and hurled into something far keyond it,a region of super-divinity or super-genius so far above us that language will not bridge the gap—the gulf that divides is perfect wisdom from our feble groping expression. Let me give an example of the poetry of Frater Perdurabo, A few of the names of his poems will no doubt sharpen our appetite, so I copy them out from the list which Frater Perdurabo calls “ Pro and Con Tents”: ‘The Sabbath of the Goat, e Hintoc,” (a note explains that this means ‘ Holy Illuminated Man of God”), “ Corn Beef Hash,” Trouble with Twins,” Skidoo,” Haggai-H. ‘ «Blind Pig” (a note explains thay = PG = Pig without an nd Pig). Many’of the other titles are no less prom Here, however, is the chapter called “Skidoo.” ing. “SKIDOO.” “Wide is the world fand cold.’ “What man is at ease in his Ton?”—“ Get out’ n tiate.""—"' Get out.” —" But thou canst not get out by the way thou camest in. The way "For OUT is Love and Wisdom and Power."=-" Get out,”—" If thou hastT already, frst get UT- so at last get out.” ‘There are two notes to this chapter which do not, to,my the Sabbath; U = 8 the Hicrophant or, Redeemer: "—* Thou hast become, an Tue, Way.”—" Get out.”— "Then get 0."—""And 1d, much elucidate it,“ 0,” wearetold, '§, The Devil ot Strength, the Lion.” ‘'T,” on the other hand, is “manhood, the gn, of the Cross or ‘phallus; UT, the Holy Guardian Angel; UT, the first syllable of Udgita, see the Upanishads; O, fothing, or Nuit.” Here is something far beyond Shakespearean simplicity. Perhaps I should have attained to it if I bad persisted in my naked meditation on the floor, beyond the very bad cold that brought it to an end. Let me take another example -— “PHAETON.” 4 No," Yes,"—« Pethaps."—"0 1" Eye.""—" Hi!" ¥2"—" No,”—" Hail ! all ye spavined, gelded, hamstrung horses !""—Ye shall surpassthe planets in their courses.” —“ How? Not by speed, nor strength, nor power to stay, but by the Silence that succeeds the Neigh |? here are no notes to this chapter. it “This book,” another chapter tells us, “would translate Beyond-Reason into the words of Reason.” The difficulty the author encountered was like that of explaining snow to the inhabitants of the Tropics. The result is quite unintelligible to a simple brother like myself, whose only effort so far has been to keep on the hither side of reason, who is also hampered by the cold in the head given him by the position pictured in ‘Book Four.” Vet through these Haggai-Howlings, I admit, there does appear a personality, perhaps a philosophy, a doubt ofa doubt of a doubt (I offer this phrase to Frater Perdurabo for his next book), a certain vehemence of passion, a sense of humour rare in philosophers, and a determination not to be too easily understood. “Adepts,” we learn, “have praised silence; at least it does not mislead as speech does.” Frater Perdurabo howls aloud. That, suggest is'a mistake, “Page s of his book is occupied only by a mark of interrogation: a mark ot exclamation is alone inthe middle of page 6. Perhaps we may take these pages as promises of an improved method. A more silent and so, in the view of “adeptsj’ a less misleading guinea’s worth might well Be made by a development of the hitherto neglected occult meanings of spaces of blank paper, and the wonderful signs constrained usuall the servile punctuation of the common speech. —FRaTER PERDITUS. ly by ‘the slaves of reason” to