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Magick Without Tears
Magick Without Tears (1954), PDF p. 223
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MAGICK WITHOUT TEARS
space. There is no a priori reason why the forces which
prevent them rushing together should not come into
operation in respect of the earth and the body.
The Allan part of this is the best evidence at my disposal.
He couldn't have got where he did by hopping, and he
couldn't have got into that position intentionally; he must
have been levitated, lost balance, and dropped upside down.
In any case, there is no trace of fascination about it, as there
may have been in Soror Virakam's observation.
About invisibility, now? Of this I have so much experience
that the merest outline could take us far beyond the limits of
a letter. In Mexico D.F., I worked at acquiring the power by
means of ritual. I worked desperately hard. I got to the point
where my image in a pier-glass flickered, rather like the very
earliest films did. Possibly more work, after more skill had
come to me, might have done the whole trick. But I did not
persist when I found out how to do it by fascination. (Here
we are at last!)
Roughly, this is how to do it. If one is concentrated to the
point when what you are thinking of is the only reality in the
Universe, when you lose all awareness of who and where you
are and what you are doing, it seems as though that
unconsciousness were in some way contagious. The people
around you just can't see anybody.
At one time, in Sicily, this happened nearly every day. Our
party, strolling down to our bathing bay-the loveliest spot of
its kind that I have ever seen-over a hillside where there
wasn't cover for a rabbit, would lose sight of me, look, and
fail to find me, though I was walking in their midst. At first,
astonishment,
bewilderment; at last, so normal had it
become: "He's invisible again."
One incident I remember very vividly indeed; an old friend
and I were sitting opposite each other in armchairs in front of
a large fire, smoking our pipes. Suddenly he lost sight of me,
and actually cried out in alarm. I said: "What's wrong?" That
broke the spell; there I was, all present and correct.
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