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…o you; the aristocracy will be an aristo cracy by becoming an aristocracy. “ Ki Ra Di and his dirty-faced friends wish to level down the good practice to the bad theory; you should oppose them by levelling up the bad theory to the good practice. “Your enviers boast that you are no better than they; prove to them that they areas good as you. They speak of a nobility of fools and
…stars Than to empty-headed Athenians. It's only too easy to form a cult, To cry a crusade with " Deus Vult"— But you won't get much of a good result From empty-headed Athenians. The people of London much resemble Those empty-headed Athenians. I could very easily make them tremble, Those empty-headed Athenians. A pinch of Bible, a gallon of gas, And I, or any otherguess ass, Could bring to our mystical moonlight mass Those empty-headed Athenians. In fine, I have precious little use For empty-headed Athenians. The birds I have snared shall all go …
… LIARS 47 in value to yours of telling truth to a man in the sense he under stands. Bones. Yes; I may grant so much: but my formula is a good one too. Bowley. I promise to try it. Bones. You have two advantages. One is the common or Garden Magic; you acquire the habit of telling truth in the low material ob jective sense, and nature is bound (as Levi says) “to accommodate herself to the statement of the magician.” Thus, one may take hold of a hot iron, or coal, saying “ It does not hurt ” and it doesn’t. 80101:]. I have tried that. But I though…
…ne, when neophytes (Confused by the excess of lights) Perceive not what they ought to see: “There is none other God than He." Oh how the good converted Fiend Worries those Postulants unweaned! Though now he dances deosil He pounds them many a purging pill. He cleans them from their piggish food; He brings them to beatitude. “ Hua is God!" quoth Asmodee: “ There is none other God than He.” A silence ensued. At last, from Denzil: You mean very much what the Hindus mean by their doctrine of Maya? Exactly so; but of course they cannot mean what the…
…re is no sense in keeping them out. Once you realize the Universe as Infinite L.V.X., why, to Hell with the Circle—let it rush in! Bones. Good boy! Bowley. Very good: we are agreed; but the trouble is that you seem to me to rush up to Kether foran attitude, and then bring it down to Malkuth. You take the Virgin of the World and swear she has a Venerable Beard with thirteen Fountains of magnificent oil running down it. All being one, why not brush your hair with a pitchfork? Bones. It is a very difficult matter to deal with in speech; in practice t…
…han that of equilibrium. They shall develop individual genius without considering whether in their opinion its fruition will tend to the good or evil of their country or of the world; for who are they to interfere with a soul whose balance has been crowned by the most holy Tao? “ The masters shall be great men among men; but among great men they shall be friends. “ Since equilibrium will have become perfect, a greater than Napoleon shall arise, and the peaceful shall rejoice thereat; a greater than Darwin, and the minister in his pulpit give op…
…d but he—for such a thought is hardly an illusion—but Bones must not and shall not think that there is an opposition of black and white, good and evil, truth and falsehood. One of our weaker brethren (and I alas! had relied on him as strong among the strong 1) recently plumed himself vastly on this per ception of the Illusion of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil— though “Why in the name of Glory was he proud?” considering that he had the authentic dictum of very Tikkunim for referring that Tree to Malkuth, the first and easiest broken of th…
…d you alone. What shall I say now death and life Wrangle before the jasper throne And cry to God to end the strife? Kind words? a little good advice? Patience, and fortitude, and prayer? Tracts are so suitable, and nice? “ Dear chyild, there’ll be no parting there ! "P O bourgeoisie! you read no doubt, But still you have a lot to learn. I am a lover, not a lout. My thoughts take quite another turn. I who have bitten through your skin Envy the surgeon who could dip His deft and conscious fingers in Your bowels, and twitch a scornful lip. I would …
…from the earth in the dream world. The passage where the twins live is very difficult too. They are two sisters; and one is very pure and good, and the other is a horrid fast woman. But that shows you how silly dream language is— really there is another way to put it: you can say they are two sisters, and one is very silly and ignorant, and the other has learnt to know and enjoy. Now when one is a Princess it is very important to have good manners, so you have to go into the passage, and take one on each arm, and go through with them singing and…
…make a mortal maid. I, if her rotten corpse were mine, Would take it as my natural food, Denying all but the Divine Alike in evil and in good. Aspasia may skin me close, And Lais load me with disease. Poor pleasures, bitter bargains, those? I still despise Diogenes. Why must the prig be still the judge? The Deadly-Livelies audit life? Ask of the drone about the drudge! Compute the mistress by the wife! Why? Because Jesus helps them to! Converted William snubs the King. No doubt the soapy godly crew Can turn their hands to anything! G
…he 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 beautiful white cook at a silver grill, that was lighted with the gas of dead bo…
…victims of the crew; For when his Countess coughed or sneezed, “ Obsessed! ” the poor old fellow wheezed. He sought the Mighty Powers of Good, Invoked the Great White Brotherhood. Like smart and punctual business men, They sent a man round there and then. How gladly reverent doth he greet The sage’s venerable feet! But in a while suspicion grows. “ This fellow, now, by Jove, who knows? Perhaps he too is in the Plot. 1 like Scotch \Vhisky: he does not. He prefers Job to Second Kings. We disagree on many things.” He sniffed around the Adept (who …
…Why, damn it now! that’s odd. I’m surely in my dotage, Dick! A sniveller makes me fairly sick. —Well, here’s the Devil in Eden still; No good we do but turns to ill: Art '5 but a crust o’er Nature’s chasms. Death caught her with his comic spasms. They turned her fairly inside out, Jerking her legs and arms about Like a damned dancing marionette. I could not light my cigarette: I started laughing. Laugh? I laughed— ] rocked my body fore and aft-— I fairly yelledl To crown the event Her wonder at my merriment: That beat the band. I really wonder …
… he is but as a drunken man groping in the dark. Returnl for thou canst not pass by.” Equally, when the Neophyte enters upon the Path of Good, doth the great angel Metatron arrest him with the words: “I am the angel of the Presence divine. The wise man gazeth upon the material world; and he beholdeth therein the luminous image of the Creator. Not as yet canst thou bear the dazzling brilliance of that Light. Retuml for thou canst not pass by I” These commonplaces of the bastard mystic ism of mountebanks, crude and imbecile as they seem to one wh…
…t toe unintelligible. (4) Great Tao—T. A. O.—Tao. (5) What is the great Tao? (6) The result of subtracting the universe from itself. (7) Good, but this decaying dog cannot grant your honourable excellency’s sublime desire, but, on the contrary, would earnestly pray your brilliant serenity to spit upon his grovelling “ joro." (8) Profound thought assures your beetle-headed suppliant that your glorious nobility must meet him before the controversy can be decided. (9) True. Would your sublimity condescend to defile himself by entering this muck-swe…
…n Bower Grows balanced perfectly from root to flower.” -—This may be why the Reverend Mrs. Grundy Called him a sodomite the other Sunday. Good! chuckled Basil, when they had done laughing. If he'd worked that out as a boy, his alleged character might have forced him to its own path. When I was in Marrakesh, they lynched a poor old man because their mosque had been defiled in some real or imaginary way (with which he had in any case nothing to do, having been paralyzed for years). The excuse was, on the soles of his feet the creases formed the wor…
…cism and scientific Buddhism end. It will not please all tastes, nor is it suitable for all, but verses like this—and there are scores as good in the book—are too rare to be the property of a few: The 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 Aleis…
… will kindly leave the Court. I will myself set the example. [Exeunt Bonus and BOWLEY :011'. Bowie]. Your method of keeping silence is a good one. Dialogue is the best form, after all. But hush! who comes? Enter the YONLY YEATS, with druid apple-blossom in his hair, and the druid casting-net qf the stars in one hand. Doe: his turn and exit. Boner. To continue—True! And saying “ true,” let us discuss “truth.” In the lower worlds, where are we? Take this frivolous Mrs. I. Why does she elude Mrs. 1.? From fear. Bowley. Fear is failure. Bones. More…
…lf. Constantine probably became a real Christian in the end. Tell us about your friend, though! from Basil. “I hitched it into verse and good,” said the big man. But as it ’s a tale with a moral, please imagine yourselves to be a set of children. I wrote it for them. Here goes! THE SUSPICIOUS EARL THERE was a poor bedevilled Earl Who saw a Witch in every girl, A Wehr-Wolf every time one smiled, A budding Vampire in a child, A Sorcerer in every man, A deep-laid N ecromantic plan In every casual word; withal Cloaked in its black horrific pall A Ve…
…y silver spoons! Where are my spoons?” Bones. Then what becomes of our Great Work? Bowley. Ignore the fool and his silly questions is as good a formula as yours. But hushl Who comes here? Enter the MYSTERIOUS MATHERS, but, failing to borrow the necessary properties, is unable to give his performance, and exit. Bones. This action does interrupt the dialogue. Bowley. Go to! Do you think I’ve studied British Drama for years for naught? [Voices without, complaining in material loss. Bowley. As I was saying, I would rather destroy the fool by ignori…