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Magick Without Tears
Magick Without Tears (1954), PDF p. 205
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MAGICK WITHOUT TEARS
approach to Sanctuaries which of necessity are closely
guarded, but merely to the recognition of a new-comer to
that part of the world in general.
Of course all these miracles are very naughty of you; they
mean that your magical power has sprung a few small leaks;
at least, the water is oozing between some planks not sealed
as Hermetically as they should be. But oh-and this is
naughtier still-it is a blessed, blessed comfort that they
happen, that chance, coincidence, and all the rest will simply
not explain it all away, that your new vision of life is not a
dream, but part and parcel of Experience for evermore, as
real as any other manifestation of Reality through sense such
as is common to all men.
And this brings us-it has been a long way round-from the
suggestion
of your visit
to the question
(hitherto
unanswered) in your letter.
You raise so vast and razor-edged a question when you
write of the supposed antinomy of "soul" and "sense" that it
seemed better to withhold comment until this later letter;
much meditation was most needful to compress the answer
within reasonable limits; even to give it form at all is no easy
matter. For this is probably the symptom of the earliest
stirring of the mind of the cave-man to reflection, thereunto
moved by other symptoms-those
of the morning after
following upon the night before . It is- have we not already
dealt with that matter after a fashion?-evidence of disease
when an organ becomes aware of its own modes of motion.
Certainly the mere fact of questioning Life bears witness to
some interruption of its flow, just as a ripple on an .even
stream tells of a rock submerged. The fiercer the torrent and
the bigger the obstacle, the greater the disturbance to the
surface-have I not seen them on the Bralduh eight feet high?
Lethargic folk with no wild impulse of Will may get
through Life in bovine apathy ; we may well note that (in a
sense) the rage of the water seems to our perturbed imagining
actually to increase and multiply the obstructions; there is a
critical point beyond which the ripples fight each other!
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