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Page 12 of 1591996 · PDF PAGE 150
…), Mormon prophet who produced The Book of Mormon (1830); Crowley admired his accomplishments.] 2 In previous notes. See also the essay “Time”: Crowley, Collected Works, Vol. II, pp. 267-82. 74. The length of thy longing shall be the strength of its glory. He that lives long & desires death much is ever the King among the Kings. Commentary: One'does not need to be constantly popping in and out of Trance. One ought to do both actions with ever- increasing length and strength of swing. Hence one’s life-periods, where time counts, become gradually…
1913 · PDF PAGE 77
…. Let the Practicus be seated before a bare square table, and let an unknown number of small similar objects be thrown by his chela from time to time upon the table, and by that chela be hastily gathered up. Let the Practicus declare at the glance, and the chela confirm by his count, the number of such objects. The practice should be for a quarter of an hour thrice daily. The maximum number of objects should at first be seven. This maximum should increase by one at each practice, provided that not a single mistake is made by the Practicus in ap…
1913 · PDF PAGE 77
…. Let the Practicus be seated before a bare square table, and let an unknown number of small similar objects be thrown by his chela from time to time upon the table, and by that chela be hastily gathered up. Let the Practicus declare at the glance, and the chela confirm by his count, the number of such objects. The practice should be for a quarter of an hour thrice daily. The maximum number of objects should at first be seven. This maximum should increase by one at each practice, provided that not a single mistake is made by the Practicus in ap…
1954 · PDF PAGE 298
…ra Soror, Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. When I was writing that letter about prophecy, I was hot and bothered all the time by my faithful sentinel, the well-greaved Hoplite that stands at the postern of my consciousness, ready to challenge every thought-and woe to the intruder who cannot give the countersign! This time the dear old ruffian thought the matter serious enough to report Higher Up. "It is put plainly enough, emphatically enough, incontrovertibly enough" was the gist of his communication "that the first and most ir…
1912 · PDF PAGE 39
… ? MONICA. To my house. Here ! take my ring. I go to concentrate my power. My sworn allies must know. I join you in an hour. I will make time to-night, though death lurked in the curtain. An hour for our delight, make one dream sure and certain ! Though all else fail, one hour shall spell supreme success, The bee drink of the flower, strength link with loveliness. ORLANDO. Torrents of ravening blood poured from the desolate steeps, Tumultuous fever of flood from the mountain that sweeps I would drain for this inaccessible thing made mine The i…
1922 · PDF PAGE 216
202 The Diary of a Drug Fiend At the same time, he would feel a certain secret pleasure if he knew that I, on my part, had had some- thing of the same feeling for him. And all the time, he went on playing with the heroin. Once or twice he nearly dropped it in his nervous emotion. It made me jump to think of the danger to that precious powder. But there was clearly only one thing to be done to get it: to fall in with the old fellow’s humour. I let my head fall on my breast and looked at him sideways out of the corners of my eyes. “You can’t expe…
1909 · PDF PAGE 76
…ire? Are not the gods awaiting to annul With Lethe the last flicker of the fire? Ay, let us kiss, my darling; let us twitch For the last time the flesh against the flesh, Before the coming of the lovely witch That shall excite our sleepy souls afresh, Anointing us with subtle drugs and suave, Vit for the grave, for love beyond the grave! -—— 126 — Xl Yor the last time, my Lola! Still the name Fills me with music, echoing afar Faint, like the rapture of some ghostly flame Rejoicing in some lone secreted star Beyond the visible heaven. Come to me…
1928 · PDF PAGE 88
gives it an air at once triumphant and idle. Heavy earrings tinkle secretly at her dainty ears. From time to time the sea-breeze lifts her floating skirt by the corner and shows her splendid shining leg, and her foot, like the feet of the marble goddesses that Europe puts into museums, makes a faithful print of its shape on the fine sand, for Dorothy is so prodigiously coquettish that the pleasure of being admired is more to her than the pride of the freed- woman; and although she is free, she walks bare-foot. Thus she moves on, a harmony; happ…
1929 · PDF PAGE 102
102 So much for Buer. As for the lady, she came to see me some time later and I saw that I was myself acting selfishly in setting my spiritual welfare above her happiness. She had made a generous gesture; I could do no less. She agreed not to stand in the way of my performing the Operation of Abra-Melin, but begged me to give her a living memory of our love. I agreed and the sequel will be told in its place. During this time, magical phenomena were of constant occurrence. I had two temples in my flat; one white, the walls being lined with six h…
1922 · PDF PAGE 107
…y one shouldn’t spend it in a sensible way. Mr. Wolfe himself had emphasised the difficulty of getting satisfactory investments in these times. He told me how many people were putting their money into diamonds and furs which always keep their value, whereas government securities and that sort of thing are subject to unexpected taxation, for one thing, depreciation for another, with the pos- sibility of European repudiation looming behind them all. As a family man, it was my duty to buy as many jewels for Lou as I could afford. At the same time,…
1922 · PDF PAGE 322
…rock. As the months move the Great Bear wheels about its stable splendour, and one’s mind begins to work on a totally different scale of time. Each revolution of the heavens about the Pole is like the second hand of one’s spiritual watch.”’ We listened with enthralled attention. The beauty of the place beat hard upon our brains. It was un- believable. Patches of cancer. like London and Paris were cut ruthlessly out of our consciousness. We had come from the ephemeral pretentiousness of cities to a land of eternal actuality. We were re-born into…
1909 · PDF PAGE 123
6.27. 7.10. 735- 8.3. 9.10. JOHN ST. JOHN All this time in Hanged Man position, and thinking of everything else. As bad as it was on the very first day! More waste time aimlessly watching a poker game. Walked down to Cafe’ de Versailles. Dinner. Hors d‘CEuvre, Escargots, Cassoulet de Castelnaudary,Glace, 3% Evian. Am quite washed—out. I have not even the courage of despair. There is not enough left in me to despair. I don’t care. One gleam of light illumines the dark path—I can’t enjoy my dinner. The snails, as I prong them forth, are such ugly,…
1907 · PDF PAGE 115
… Isis ! Then I fell away Into some old mysterious abyss Rolling between the heights of starry space ; Flaming above , beyond the Tomb of Time , Blending the darkness into the profound Chasms of matter-so I fell away Through many strange eternities of Space , Limitless fields of Time .. Such is the ecstatic rapture of Tannhäuser , in which he loses all perception of earthly love in the intoxication of the divine : Were it not only that the selflessness That fills me now , forbids the personal , Casts out the individual , and weeps on For the uni…
1954 · PDF PAGE 337
…ly as she swore him most solemnly to secrecy as to the source of his power. (Obviously, he would not wish to share it with others.) From time to time, when circumstances suggested it, she wrote to him, enclosing pertinent sections of my commentary, of which I had given her a copy at the time of the "Zeugnis."2 Had Hitler been a less abnormal character, no great "mischief," or at least a very different kind of "mischief," might have come of it. I think you have read Hitler Speaks-if not, do so-his private conversation abounds in what sound almos…
1910 · PDF PAGE 33
… a voice call to me, low in the silence, There in the darkness the summer called to me: “Thou who art hidden in the green silence, Let a time of quietness come now upon thee. Lay thine head on the earth and slumber on her bosom: Time and the gods shall pass darkling before thee.” There in the silence I lay, and I heeded The slow voice that called me, the grave hand that beckoned, That beckoned me on through the hall of the silence. There in the silence there was a green goddess, Folden her wings, and her hands dumbly folden, Lying in her lap, a…
1910 · PDF PAGE 33
… a voice call to me, low in the silence, There in the darkness the summer called to me: “Thou who art hidden in the green silence, Let a time of quietness come now upon thee. Lay thine head on the earth and slumber on her bosom: Time and the gods shall pass darkling before thee.” There in the silence I lay, and I heeded The slow voice that called me, the grave hand that beckoned, That beckoned me on through the hall of the silence. There in the silence there was a green goddess, Folden her wings, and her hands dumbly folden, Lying in her lap, a…
1911 · PDF PAGE 94
…X deserved a beating, old scandal-manger! And often thou hast had it. FATMA. It was not a beating that thou didst earn, princess. Many a time I have fetched water from the well by— LAYLAH. Abdul Khan! take out this prating hag and beat her soundly. Fatma! this is the last time I leave thy lying tongue in that camel—lipped old face of an unbelieving Jinneeyah! [The emam/z drags her om‘, streaming and sea/ding. What news ? What news? LEDMIYA [at the window]. A horseman gallops from Jerusalem. LAYLAH Oh, quick, quick, quick, his tidings! For pity’…
1911 · PDF PAGE 94
…X deserved a beating, old scandal-manger! And often thou hast had it. FATMA. It was not a beating that thou didst earn, princess. Many a time I have fetched water from the well by— LAYLAH. Abdul Khan! take out this prating hag and beat her soundly. Fatma! this is the last time I leave thy lying tongue in that camel—lipped old face of an unbelieving Jinneeyah! [The emam/z drags her om‘, streaming and sea/ding. What news ? What news? LEDMIYA [at the window]. A horseman gallops from Jerusalem. LAYLAH Oh, quick, quick, quick, his tidings! For pity’…
1922 · PDF PAGE 102
88 The Diary of a Drug Fiend at the same time he. couldn’t risk pulling off the coup of his life in case there was a hitch, so he would get @ move on and see if he couldn’t raise five thousand on his own somewhere else, in which case he’d let me have some of his own stock anyway. He wanted me ‘in the deal if it was only for a sovereign, simply because of my luck. _ So off he ran in a great hurry. Lou and I got a car and spent the afternoon in the Bois du Boulogne. It seemed as if the cocaine had taken hold of us with new force, or else it was t…
1922 · PDF PAGE 265
…f expres- sing yourself—what little self you have to express—you will be repeating, in a debased currency, the words of wisdom that from time to time have dropped from my refined lips.”’ There was a time when I should have resented a remark like that. If I don’t do so now, it isn’t because I’ve lost my manhood, it isn’t because I feel such gratitude to the man who pulled me through ; the reason is that I have learned what he means when he talks like that. He has completely killed out in himself the idea of himself. He takes no credit for his ma…