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1906 · PDF PAGE 50

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…w-lit that surround his path; but keepeth Steady all his will to one endeavour, Till the light, the might, the joy, the sorrow, Life and death and love and hate are broken : Work effaces work, avails the worker. Strength, speed, ardour, courage and endur- ance (Needed never more) depart for ever. All dissolves, an unsubstantial phantom, Ghost of morning seen before the sunrise, Ghost of daylight seen beyond the sunset. All hath past beyond the soul’s delusion. All hath changéd to the ever changeless. Name and form in nameless and in formless Va…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 438

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…eft on the earth! By the end of 1910, thanks to my relations with the Grand Hierophant 97° of the Rite of Memphis (a post held after his death by Dr. Gerard Encausee, Theodor Reuss, and myself), I was now a sort of universal inspector-general of the various rites, charged with the secret mission of reporting on the possibility of reconstructing the entire edifice, which was universally recognized by all its more intelligent members as being threatened with the gravest danger. I must briefly explain the circumstances. (a) There is a great multip…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 162

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…th the YOSe ; The deep dim prison-house of corn and wine, Flowers, children, stars, with flame far subtler glows Formless, all-piercing, death-defying, divine, A sweet frail lamp whose shadow gleams and shows No darkness, is as light is where its rays Cross, interweave, and marry with the day’s ! Iam: the heart that flames from central Me Seeks out all life, and takes again, to iningle Its passion with my might and majesty, Till the vast floods of the man’s being tingle And glow, self-lost within my soul and sea Of love, and sun of utter light,…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 117

The Book of Thoth

…also an Hundred and Eleven in his full Orthography; to signify the Most Holy Trinity. And by metathesis it is Thick Darkness, and Sudden Death. This is also the Number of AUM, which is AMOUN, and the Root‐Sound of OMNE or, in Greek, PAN; and it is a Number of the Sun. Yet is the Atu of Thoth that correspondeth thereunto marked with ZERO, and its Name is MAT, whereof I have spoken formerly, and its Image is The Fool. 0, my son, gather thou all these Limbs together into one Body, and breathe upon it with thy Spirit, that it may live; then do thou…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 317

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…han the feminine menace. We hope that in Mr. Wilkinson’s next novel he will try to give us the brighter side of the picture. The eternal death which the bourgeoisie calls life is not the only feature of experience. St. Paul has prophesied of the future of the church, “Many members in one body,” and it is also written, “I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth.” Do not even the 303

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1906 · PDF PAGE 48

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… the rapturous grace Feeding on his; and subtly, without touch, Grew as a flower that opens at the dawn Their kiss: for touch of lips is death to love. Even as the gentle plant one finger presses, However soft the tress is Of even the air’s profane caresses, It closes, all its joy of light withdrawn ; The sun feels sadness in his skies above, Because one flower is folded. Thus they floated Most deathlessly devoted Beyond the trees, and where the hills divide To take the nighted tide Into a darker, deeper, greener breast, Maybe to find—what rest…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 411

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…ty is more than staggering; it is haunting. . . . Many passagesare on the very highest level of realistic art. . . . Lingg’s suicide and death are Titanic. In pure realism nothing better has been done, and I do not forget Tolstoy’s ‘ The De: of Ivan Ilyitch!’ It is a book very courageous, impulsively generous, and of a shining distinction. . . .” Saturday Review : “ He (Mr, Harris) is a born writer of fiction, ...Those two books of his, ‘ Elder Conklin’ and ‘ Montes, the Matador,’ contained the best short stories that have been written, .. . Mr…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 411

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…ty is more than staggering; it is haunting. . . . Many passagesare on the very highest level of realistic art. . . . Lingg’s suicide and death are Titanic. In pure realism nothing better has been done, and I do not forget Tolstoy’s ‘ The De: of Ivan Ilyitch!’ It is a book very courageous, impulsively generous, and of a shining distinction. . . .” Saturday Review : “ He (Mr, Harris) is a born writer of fiction, ...Those two books of his, ‘ Elder Conklin’ and ‘ Montes, the Matador,’ contained the best short stories that have been written, .. . Mr…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 78

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…s eyes, Nor smote us with the fury of His hand, Nor clouded over His mysterious skies. Then storm and wind had no more might at all, And death and pestilence forgotten were ; Then angels came to holy men that call, And gracious spirits thronged the happy air; Then God was very gracious to all folk ; He lifted from us the Philistian yoke, And all the iron power of Edom broke :—

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1905 · PDF PAGE 25

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… That pierce her bosom, like dividing swords, With hopes and loves requickened, and her breath Grew calm as worship’s, though as dark as death Her soul had been for weary days no few ; Now, lightened by the spirit thrust anew As into a dead body breath of life, She gave sweet thanks with gentle lips that ope, Like buds of roses on the sunny slope Of lily gardens falling toward a stream That flashes back the intolerable beam Of sunlight with light heart. They fled away At Cypris’ word, beyond the bounds of day Into the awful caverns of the night…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 94

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…t. Seven times I strove to slay me: filled My mouth with sand to choke my breath. In vain! No loftier purpose willed The iron miracle of death. So, blind and strangled, I survive. So, with my skin a single scar, I hail the night, the night alive With Hathor for the evening star. O beauty! See me broken, burned Lone on the languorous Lybian plain! Is there one lesson to be learned From this my voluntary pain, My dread initiation, long Desired and long deferred? Is he the secret of the song, Portent of triumph or disaster The Master— - 1 Intended…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 24

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…s rage which jests at scars while dying of one's wounds. " . . . the grim Lord of Colonsay Hath turned him on the ground, And laughed in death-pang that his blade The mortal thrust so well repaid" 11. The next of the heavenly bodies is the centre of all, the Sun. The Sun is the heart of the system; he harmonises all, energises all, orders all. His is the courage and energy which is the source of all the other lesser forms of motion, and it is because of this that in himself he is calm. They are planets; he is a star. For him all planets come; a…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 126

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…lence, that silence when man waits to hear Some faint vibration in the smitten air, And, if he hear not, die; but we who love Are beyond death, and therefore may commune In that still tongue ; it is the only speech And song of stars and sun; nor is it marred By one dissentient tremor of the air That girds the earth, but in lone ether spreads

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1944 · PDF PAGE 92

The Book of Thoth

…as or vapour. There are thus represented in this card the three essential types of putrefaction. The card itself represents the dance of death; the figure is a skeleton bearing a scythe, and both the skeleton and the scythe are importantly Saturnian symbols. This appears strange, as Saturn has no overt connection with Scorpio; but Saturn represents the essential structure of existing things. He is that elemental nature of things which is not destroyed by the ordinary changes which occur in the operations of Nature. Furthermore, he is crowned wi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 84

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e light through the portals they ? bounded, Their lithe limbs with cruelty curled, And the noise of their crying resounded To kindle the death of the world. For the heaven at sunset is sundered ; Its gates to the sages unclose, ‘And through waters that foamed and that wondered There flashes the heart of a rose; In its petals are beauty and passion, In its stem the foundation of earth, Its bloom the incarnadine fashion Of blessings that roar into birth ; And the gates+ that roll back on their hinges The soul of the sage may discern, Till the wat…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 26

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e landing-stage, Yet brimstone joined in wedlock with foul age To burn into its vitals3 thus the breath Of Satyrs wantoning at noon with Death Strained it, and all but cast it loose; the night Drew on the outer world ; no change of light Was known within those depths, but vermin knew By some strange instinct; forth the unholy crew Of vampires and swamp-adders drew them out. Alone amid the pestilential rout Charicles’ crest did glimmer red with wrath, And, stealing from the barge, he drew him forth And writhed into the hut, for latterly So dark …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 137

Konx Om Pax

… said great things, yet knew not all they said! Was there ever a poetical would-be unraveller of that skein of mystery, wherein life and death and nature work together, who could explain half of what he said? No; because it was not he who said those things, but nature speaking through him. Yet, if Mr. Crowley does not understand all he says, he sees something that is of far greater importance to him, as shown here: So I press on. Fresh strength from day to day Girds up my loins and beckons me on high. So I depart upon the desert way; So I striv…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 172

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…at and sat in the fore part, which was high and covered by a sort of hood. Presently, it struck me that the man was not living but dead. Death. We then drifted in a mist, and all be- came blank for a while; the memory of boat, man and self, were all but lost. When the mist cleared I realized that the man was no longer there, and I myself guided the boat. Coming*back out of the mist the waters were blue and no longer black, and I realized that day was breaking. Gradually I watched the Sunrise, and set the boat in that direction, rowing so as to …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 114

The Sword of Song

SCIENCE AND BUDDHISM 107 survives death, what does it m atter to us? Why are we to be so altruistic as to avoid the reincarnation of a being in all points different from ourselves? As the small boy said, “What has posterity done for me?” But som ethin does persist; something changing, though less slowly . What evi- dence have we after all that an anim al does not remember his man-incarnation? Or, as Levi says, “In the suns they remember, and in the planets they forget.” I think it unlikely (may be), but in the total absence of all evidence for …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 139

Konx Om Pax

…lifts the agon of the world From this my end that bowed awhile Before the terror sudden! shown. The nameless fear for self, ar hurled By death to dissolution vile, Fades as the royal truth is known : Though change and sorrow range and roll, There is no self—there is no so . The essay on Science and Buddhism (p. 244, vol. ii of The Collected Works) is valuable, proving as it does that Buddhistic philosophy is a logical development from observed facts. Captain Fuller declares that the Agnostic principles of “ Crowley anrty " may be summed up as f…

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