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…g is the wake-up person. There is only one, for there never could be any one like him. I call him my Fairy Prince. He rides a horse with beautiful wings like a swan, or sometimes a strange creature like a lion or a bull, with a woman’s face and breasts, and she has unfathomable eyes. My Fairy Prince is a dark boy, very comely; I think every one must love him, and yet every one is afraid. He looks through one just as if one had no clothes on in the Garden of God, and he had made one, and one could do nothing except in the mirror of his mind. He …
1907 · PDF PAGE 36
…n there was the other passage where there was a narrow edge Stimulus of green crystal, which was all you had to walk on, and there was a beautiful blue feather balancing on the edge, and if you disturbed the feather there was a lady with a sword, and she would cut off your head. So I didn’t dare hardly to breathe, and all round there were thousands and thousands of beautiful people in green who danced and danced like anything, and at the end there was the terrible door of the Bogfixm Fifth House, which is the Royal armoury. And when we came in t…
1907 · PDF PAGE 29
…uit. Then there was another passage which was really too secret Via r v. Hamus for anything; all I shall tell you is, there was the most beautiful God dess that ever was, and she was washing herself in a river of dew. If you ask what she is doing, she says: “ I’m making thunderbolts.” It was only starlight, and yet one could see quite clearly, so don’t think I’m making a mistake. The third path is a most terrible passage; it’s Via 9 v. Os all a great war, and there’s earthquakes and chariots Of fire, and all the castles breaking to pieces. I was…
1907 · PDF PAGE 43
THE WAKE WORLD 23 more beautiful than anything, and along it my own dear lover passes to my bridal chamber. Then there are the three ways to the Holy House of the old King, the way by which he is joined with the new Fairy Prince, where dwells a moonlike virgin with an open book, and always, always reads beautiful words therein, smiling mysteriously through her shining veil, woven of sweet thoughts and pure kisses. And there is the way by which I always go to the King, my Father, and that passage is built of thunder and lightning; but there is a…
1907 · PDF PAGE 31
…or some horrid insect, my Fairy Prince always whispered: “It is the Saviour of the world,” and I saw that it was so. We did all the most beautiful wicked things you can imagine, and yet all the time we knew they were good and right, and must be done if ever we were to get to the House of Gold. 50 we en joyed ourselves very much and ate the most extraordinary supper you can think of. There were babies roasted whole and stuffed with pork sausages and olives; and some of the girls cut off chops and steaks from their own bodies, and gave them to a …
1907 · PDF PAGE 33
… you can think of, with curious figures and pictures. The light was not like dream light at all; it was wake light, and it came through a beautiful rose in the ceiling. In the middle was a table all covered with beautiful pictures and texts, and there were ever such strange things on it. There was a little crucifix in the middle, all of diamonds Sepulchrum and emeralds and rubies, and other precious stones, and there was a ' dagger with a golden handle, and a cup full of the most delicious wine, and there was a curious coin with the strangest wri…
1907 · PDF PAGE 27
THE WAKE WORLD 7 beautiful Palace that ever was. On the sunset side were all the baths, and the bedrooms were in front of us as we were. The baths were all Of pale olive-coloured marble, and the bedrooms had lemon-coloured everything. Then there were the kitchens on the sunrise side, and they were russet, like dead leaves are in autumn in one’s dreams. The place we had come through was perfectly black everything, and only used for offices and such things. There were the most horrid things everywhere about; black beetles and cockroaches, and goo…
1907 · PDF PAGE 26
…en I came to “ring of amethyst ” the fifth time (there are five verses, because my lover’s name has five V’s in it), he galloped across the beautiful green sunset, spurring the winged horse, till the blood made all the sky turn rosy red. 50 he caught me up and set me on his horse, and l clung to his neck as we galloped into the night. Then he told me he would take me to his Palace and show me everything, and one day when we were married I should be mistress of it all. Then I wanted to be married to him at once, and then I saw it couldn’t be, becau…
1907 · PDF PAGE 35
…o I suppose we- shall always be near each other now. There was the way out of the little room with millions of changing colours, ever so beautiful, and it was lined with armed men, waving their swords for joy like flashes of lightning; and all about us glitter ing serpents danced and sang for joy. There was a winged horse ready for us when we came out on the slopes of the mountain. You see the Sixth House is really in a mountain called Mount Abiegnus, only one doesn’t see it because one goes through indoors all the way. There’s one House you hav…
1907 · PDF PAGE 40
…chariot is all carved out of pure, clear amber, so that electric sparks fly about as the furs rub it. The whole cushions and rugs are all beautiful soft ermine fur. There is a canopy of bright blue with stars (like the sky in the dream world), and the chariot is drawn by two
1907 · PDF PAGE 30
… they all roared out: “ Holy! Holy! Holy!” and leaped and danced for joy. And when I saw myself in the mirrors, the dome was one mass of beautiful green mirrors, I saw how serious I looked, and that I had to go on. I hoped the Fairy Prince would look serious too, because it is a most dreadful business going beyond the Seventh House; but he only looked the same as ever. But oh! how I kissed him, and how I clung to him, or I thinkl should never, never have had the courage to go up those dreadful passages, especially knowing what was at the end of…
1907 · PDF PAGE 69
… ouo, and parricides’ skulls, and wands, and daggers, and Sanitary Towels, and—— Bones. Then what does he do, brother? Bowley. He gets a beautiful big circle—— Bones. [In a voice 1f thunder.] Stop! do not parody the most formidable words that agony ever wrung from the lips of initiation! He works in a circle, brother. He says: I am inside, and you can't get at me. He says One and One are Twol Bowley. The blaspheming Jew! I want his liver. Bones. For your own caldron, deboshed child of Belial that you are! Bowley. I see. When you are up in IO= I…
1907 · PDF PAGE 98
…he doctor), I find that human beauty fades if we dissect the body. Yet your microscopist (in the first place) will find the detail of blood beautiful, just as I its banners in my lady’s face. And in the second place, does the dissection table reveal all? Is there no spirit, lovely even to me, of which my lady’s bones and nerves are but the weak expression? 50 strongly do I agree with you, returned the madman, that I have written a poem on the unattractive subject of ovariotomy. It must not shock you; I am mad, and claim the immunities of my limita…
1907 · PDF PAGE 24
… never could go to sleep, because there wasn’t any eye lid. On the sides were written I.N.R.l. and T.A.R.O., which mean many strange and beautiful things, and terrible things too. I should think any one would be afraid to hurt any one who wore that ring. It is all cut out of an amethyst, and my Fairy Prince said: “Whenever you want me, look into the ring and call me ever so softly by my name, and kiss the ring, and worship it, and then look ever so deep down into it, and I will come to you.” So I made up a pretty poem to say every time I woke u…
1907 · PDF PAGE 55
…as a point of view. The Kingdom of Heaven is like unto the Man in the Moon, who stood on the shores of Lake Copernicus and said: “What a beautiful
1907 · PDF PAGE 86
…rthies express to see the simple means by which Kwaw had worked his miracles! In a glade of brilliant cherry and hibiscus (and any other beautiful trees you can think of) stood a plain building of stone, which after all had not cost millions of yen, but a very few thousands only. lts height was equal to its breadth, and its length was equal to the sum of these, while the sum of these three measurements was precisely equal to ten times the age of Kwaw in units of the span of his hand. The walls were tremendously thick, and there was only one doo…
1907 · PDF PAGE 37
…he only light they had to build it by, and the cloak was the abyss of darkness that covers it all up. That is why dream-people never see beautiful things like I’m tell ing you about. All their houses are built of common red bricks, and C l
1907 · PDF PAGE 38
… the dream~world was really for at last; every time any one kissed any one for real love, that was a little throb of violet flame in this beautiful House in the Wake-World. And we bathed and swam in the pool, and were so happy you can’t think. But they said: “Little girl, you must pay for the entertainment.” [I forgot to tell you there was music like fountains make as they rise and fall, only of course much more wonderful than that.] So I asked what I must pay, and they said: “You are now mistress of all these houses from the Fourth to the Ninth…
1907 · PDF PAGE 34
…rs.” Then they took me into the little room, and there was my Fairy Prince standing in the middle. 50 I knelt down and we all kissed his beautiful feet, and the myriads of eyes like diamonds that were hidden in his feet laughed joy at us. One couldn’t lift one’s head, for he was too glorious to behold; but he spoke wonderful words like dying nightingales that have sorrowed for the fading of the roses, and pressed themselves to death upon the thorns; and one’s whole body became a single eye, 50 that one saw as if the unborn thought of light Qflv…
1907 · PDF PAGE 131
…e spears of the night at her onset ThAre lordslof the da l!lor a while, {hméfii'ifohfiiiiil Afloat are the gales In our slumberous i On the beautiful breast o the Nile. Tm: Ens'r ANGLIAN DAILY Tmas says: “The Star in the West," by Captain J. F. C. Fuller (the Walter Scott Publishing Company, Limited), consists of a critical essay upon the works of Aleister Crowley, who is described as having “ unstrung the mystic lyre of life from the tree of the knowledge of Good and of Evil, singing old songs and new, flinging shrill notes of satire to this tumul…