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… at the last moment. (It needs practice and courage to get the best results.) I quote from The Holy Books: 33. Fall not into death, O my soul! Think that death is the bed into which you are falling!1 1 “Liber VII,” 1:33. A
… pure joy and told me what had happened. Without knowledge of his need I had unwittingly given him the key to the inmost treasury of his soul. One minute facet of truth unveiled from the matrix by the wheel of my word had let in the light. In three days he had achieved the critical initiation which had baffled him for nearly thirty years. I prescribed a Magical Retirement so that he might fix in his consciousness that lightning flash as a permanent arc-lamp. This proved a success. My own joy was boundless. I was inspired to prepare a perfected …
…hall avail? And he answered me: I know not. But the dagger of penance thou shalt temper seven times, afflicting the seven courses of thy soul. And thou shalt sharpen its edge seven times by the seven ordeals. (One keeps on looking round to try to find something else because of the terror of it. But nothing changes at all. Nothing but the empty throne, and the eyes, and the avenue of pillars!) And I said to him: O thou that art the first countenance before time; thou of whom it is written that ‘‘ He, God, is one; He is the eternal one, without e…
… richest man in the world ! Think of it! I'll do wonderful things. I’ll buy the Tower of London for poor old Martin, dear old boy. On my soul, I love him like a father. [A þama] What was it now? I’ve forgotten—I knew a minute ago. However did the idea strike me? Such a beautiful idea. Aha! Aha! [Manner again change: to intense/y furtive hate inspired by horror] It is his eye—that pale blue filmy eye. It is like the eye of a vulture. My blood runs cold. I will cut it out; the blood will run warm all over me. I shall bathe in it. I shall never shi…
… richest man in the world ! Think of it! I'll do wonderful things. I’ll buy the Tower of London for poor old Martin, dear old boy. On my soul, I love him like a father. [A þama] What was it now? I’ve forgotten—I knew a minute ago. However did the idea strike me? Such a beautiful idea. Aha! Aha! [Manner again change: to intense/y furtive hate inspired by horror] It is his eye—that pale blue filmy eye. It is like the eye of a vulture. My blood runs cold. I will cut it out; the blood will run warm all over me. I shall bathe in it. I shall never shi…
Chapter2 A PHILOSOPHICAL DISQUISITION UPON THE NATURE OF THE SOUL "THERE is little difference - barring our Occidental subtlety — between Chinese philosophy and English," observed Cyril Grey. "The Chinese bury a man alive in an ant heap; the English introduce him to a woman." Lisa la Giuffria was startled into normality by the words. They were not spoken in jest. And she began to take stock of her surroundings. Cyril Grey himself was radically changed. In fashionable London he had worn a claret-coloured suit, an enormous grey butterfly tie hidi…
…t. When she took the pose I had asked her, "What shall I call the picture; what shall I paint you as?" She had said, "Paint me as a dead soul." My screen is called Dead Souls. She stood central, her head the keystone of the arch of monsters. Her face is ghastly green. Her fleshless body lustreless, white and grey-blue shadows beneath the ribs. On the left-hand panel is a kneeling Negress, bestially gross, her gaze fixed adoringly on the Queen of Dead Souls. Perched on her shoulder, a parrot of brilliant plumage, many hued, surveys the scene wit…
…y, but it seems to be to the effect that the true God is equally in all the shrines, and the true I in all the parts of the body and the soul. He speaks with such a terrible roaring that it is impossible to hear the words: one catches a phrase here and there, or a glimpse of the idea. With every word he belches forth smoke, so that the whole Aethyr becomes full of it. And nowI hear the Angel: Every particle of matter that forms the smoke of my breath is a religion that hath flourished among the inhabitants of the worlds. Thus are they all whirl…
…ideism and the result is a very high state of contentment . * And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart , and with all thy soul , and with all thy mind , and with all thy strength : this is the first com mandment , ” to all who would arrive at their true state of “ Self - hood .” God here represents any one object , for in the end all objects are the same . I look at a bug and my five senses tell me it is flat , of a certain odour , brown , etc. , etc .; only phenomena which I cannot get behind ; the mirror of my senses is defecti…
…ere was I, my little brethren, fathers of larva, sons of the she-goat? Ah, I know. Well, poor little Ljubov was saved by her magnificent soul from despairing thoughts. She lived, very miserable at first, more resigned later on. And there was a boy, too. He was the blind-born son of an ex-soldier, and because of his father’s queer and unsocial manner, few people in the village would condescend to take interest in him. But he was no mean child, nevertheless, and his heart was big. Ljubov had denied herself the pitiful satisfaction of explaining h…
…ere was I, my little brethren, fathers of larva, sons of the she-goat? Ah, I know. Well, poor little Ljubov was saved by her magnificent soul from despairing thoughts. She lived, very miserable at first, more resigned later on. And there was a boy, too. He was the blind-born son of an ex-soldier, and because of his father’s queer and unsocial manner, few people in the village would condescend to take interest in him. But he was no mean child, nevertheless, and his heart was big. Ljubov had denied herself the pitiful satisfaction of explaining h…
…ear not that any God shall deny thee for this.” Again and again, in words like these, He sees the expan- sion and the development of the soul through joy. 50
…affections , marriage and wives . Inwardly he agrees that marriage is a success only when it comprises a total unison of mind , body and soul , of sympathies and passions ; outwardly that it is a perpetual seal , sealed by God . Dr. Maudsley once said , “ No one can escape the tyranny of his organization ,” but woe to the man who cannot dis semble that he can ! Marriage , the hackneyed sexual union , is a lie to love , a legalizing of prostitution , an abortive horror , over which broods the grinning form of the Jew - God — God of lechers and h…
concentration may bring about Samadhi. This is to be feared and shunned, more than any other breaking of control, for that it is the most tremenclous of the forces which threaten to obsess. There is also some danger of acute délirions melancholia at point I.) III sss “Thou art a beautiful thing, whiter than a woman in the column of this vibration. “I shoot up vertically like an arrow, and become that Above. “But it is death, and the flame of the pyre. “Ascend in the flame of the pyre, O my Soûl ! “Thy God is like the cold emptiness of the utmos…
…ust be a revolution. You must no longer hesitate, no longer plan; you must leap into the dark, and leap at once. "The Voice of my Higher Soul said unto me: Let me enter the Path of Darkness; peradventure thus I may attain the Light." Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally yours, 666 P.S. Let me adduce an example of the way in which the serious Aspirant bends to the oar. This is not boasting as if the facts denoted superlative excellence; they speak. The only comment is that if such conduct is not normal and universal, it ought to be. Yet…
…elding , he caught her up as a flame would another , and the “ iron rod of law " grew misty , for they were one , one in body , mind and soul ; alone for that moment , sole inhabitants of this World - Infinite . The moment is over , the girl rises up a woman , the wreath of lilies is now a crown of roses , she has plucked the golden fruit of Eden , henceforth she is a priestess of Sorrow ; the crushed and bruised flowers cry to her “ such as we were we are not , such as thou wert thou canst never be again .” The horrid spell falls upon her , an…
…by the thought of the drug. Sometimes it’s a weird ecstasy, sometimes a dreadful misgiving. “Not thirst in the brain black-bitten In the soul more sorely smitten ! One dare not think of the worst! Beyond the raging and raving Hell of the physical craving,
centrâtes his consciousness within his Twin-Symbol of Self, and endeavours to send it to sleep. But if the operation be performed properly, his Angel shall hâve accepted the offering of Dew, and seized with fervour upon the extended symbol of Will towards Himself. This then shall He shake vehementlv with vibrations of love reverberating with the Words of the Section. Even in the physical ears of the adept there shall resound an écho thereof, yet he shall not be able to describe it. It shall seem both louder than thunder, and softer than the whi…
…e pure—lost! lost! penned in the hells of matter, swept away in the whirling waters of insane vision, true victims of the hashish of the soul. What poignant agony, what moaning abjectness, what self- disgust! What vain folly (of all true hope forlorn !) to seek in drugs, in drink, in the pistol or the cord, the paradise they have forfeited by a moment’s weakness or a moment’s wavering ! This “two-handed engine at the door stands ready to smite” each one of us who has not attained to Arahatship, admission to the Great White Brotherhood. Is it no…
…e pure—lost! lost! penned in the hells of matter, swept away in the whirling waters of insane vision, true victims of the hashish of the soul. What poignant agony, what moaning abjectness, what self- disgust! What vain folly (of all true hope forlorn !) to seek in drugs, in drink, in the pistol or the cord, the paradise they have forfeited by a moment’s weakness or a moment’s wavering ! This “two-handed engine at the door stands ready to smite” each one of us who has not attained to Arahatship, admission to the Great White Brotherhood. Is it no…