THE NEW WINE
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midst new
-born
spheres
and hoary -headed
worlds ,
“
I would that I were the sky that I might be
all
eyes
to
behold thee
,”
till the stars circle about
us
,
and
the
wild
comets speed
by
,
and suns embrace suns
,
and
the
moons
melt
shrieking
through
the
firmament
.
Then
all
powers will
dissolve
,
and the great
golden
dawn effulgent will flash through the portals
of
night
,
standing
before
us
bride
of
our
desire
,
robed
in
a
million
suns
,
the stars flaming
in
her hair
,
incarnate
symbol
of
perpetual youth
.
So we feel with Crowley
that
:
Time and again
,
in
the History
of
Science
,
a
period has
arrived
when
,
gorged
with facts
,
she
has
sunk
into
a
lethargy
of
reflection accompanied
by
appalling nightmares
in
the shape
of
impossible theories
.'
And that
:
History
affirms that such
a
deadlock
is
invariably
the
prelude
to
a
new enlightenment
;
by
such
steps
we
have
advanced
,
by
such we shall advance
.
The
“
horror
of
great
darkness
which
is
scepticism
must
ever
be
broken
by
some heroic master soul
,
intolerant
of
the Cosmic agony
.
The sun
of
true Agnosticism
breaks through Buddh
ism
(
vol
.
ii,
p
.
247
),
and now the Vega
of
illuminism
,
the flashing
star
of
Crowleyanity
drowns
the sun
of
Agnosticism
,
and reduces
the whole infinite ether
to
a
flaming Crown
of
glory
.
This
,
all
yearning
hearts
must hope
,
will
be
the great golden coronation
of
the
centuries hereafter
.
Surrounded
by
fools
on
every side
,
we are apt
as
Agnostics
to
consider ourselves the only torch
-
bearers
of
truth
;
and through ignorance
,
joining ourselves
to
a
particular body
,
hoist
on
high our spluttering
brand
2
|
The Sword
of
Song
,
p
.
207
.
2
Ibid
.