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…o the timid! Thus the slaves of law, who make themselves the tyrants of conscience and the servants of fear, and those who begrudge that man should hope, and the Pharisees of all the synagogues and of all the churches, are those who receive the reproofs and the curses of the Father. Was not the Christ excommunicated and crucified by the synagogue? Was not Savonarola burned by the order of the sovereign pontiff of the Christian religion ? Are not the Pharisees to-day just what they were in the time of Caiaphas? If any one speaks to them in the n…
1919 · PDF PAGE 278
…kneels, adores, rises, turns, shows Host to the PEOPLE, turns, replaces Host, and adores. Music. He takes the Cup. Vehicle of the joy of Man upon earth, solace of labour, inspiration of endeavour, thus be thou ecstasy of the Spirit! He touches the Cup with the Lance. By the virtue of the Rod Be this wine the Blood of God! He takes the Cup. TOUTO ECTI TO IIOTHPION TOU HAIMATOC MOU. He kneels, adores, rises, turns, shows the Cup to the PEOPLE, turns, replaces the Cup, and adores. Music. For this is the Covenant of Resurrection. He makes the five …
1961 · PDF PAGE 169
…e the Black Brothers, that cry: I am I, they that deny Love, restricting it to their own Nature. But the Serpent is the secret Nature of Man, that is Life and Death, and maketh his Way through the Generations in Silence. And the Eagle is that Might of Live which is the Key of Magick, uplifting the Body and its Appurtenance unto high Ekstacy upon his Wings. It is by Virtue thereof that the Sphinx beholdeth he Sun unwinking, and confronteth the Pyramid without Shame. Our Dragon, therefore, combining the Natures of the Eagle and he Serpent, is our…
1961 · PDF PAGE 185
…hich is written concerning the Vesica, that it is the Mother, giving Ease, Sleep, and Death, which Consolations are eschewed by the True Man or Hero. i
1909 · PDF PAGE 95
…nd never saw the hellish snarel I ought to have risen up and prepared myself cere- monially as a bride, and waited in the proper magical manner. Also I was too pleased with the Heralds of my Lord’s coming—the vision of Khephra, etc. It was perhaps this subtle self-satisfaction that lost me . . . so I fell to the shocking abyss of last night! The Dweller of the Threshold is never visible until after one has fallen; he is a Veiled God and smites like the Evil Knight in Malory, riding and slaying—and no man seeth him. But when you are tumbled head…
1909 · PDF PAGE 116
…e local newspaper. There is no getting away from that! Failure! Failure! Failure! Now then let me (7.35) take the position of the Hanged Man and invoke Adonai. Probably sleep returned shortly. Not a good night, though dreamless, so far as memory serves. The rain comes wearily down, not chasing the dryness, but soddening the streets. The rain of autumn, not the rain of spring! So is it in this soul, Lord Adonai. The thought of Thee is heavy and uneasy, flabby and loose, like an old fat woman stupid-drunk in her slum; which was as a young maiden i…
1909 · PDF PAGE 16
…hould be on the same plane as the quesited. Answer is impossible if you ask: Are round squares triangular? or Is butter virtuous? or How many ounces go to the shilling? for the “questions” are not really questions at all. So if you ask me Is Samadhi real? I reply: First, I pray you, establish a connection between the terms. What do you mean by Samadhi? There is a physiological (or pathological; never mind now!) state which I call Samadhi; and that state is as real— in relation to man—as sleep, or intoxication, or death. Philosophically, we may …
1907 · PDF PAGE 20
…narling jealousy which greatness must inevitably excite, not to the simian tooth-grindings which must always accompany the entrance of a man into the jungle, but to this peculiarly senseless and sidelong attack. One accepts the lion as a worthy antagonist; one can enjoy playing with a fine dog; one can sympathize with sincere and honourable labour, though it be in vain; one ignores laughingly the attack of tiny and infuriated puppies; but there are insects so loathsome, so incredibly 6
1909 · PDF PAGE 98
…big things leave the body and mind no worse, apparently ; but they hurt the Self, and later that is reflected into the lower parts of the man as insanity or death. I must attain, or . . . an end of John St. John. An end of him, one way or the other, then l Good-bye, John ! Ten minutes wasted in sheer mooning! I’m getting worse every minute. Fooled away ten minutes more! Humiliation enough! For though I made the cross with Blood and Flame, I cannot even remain concen- trated in humiliation, which yet I feel so acutely. What a wormy worm I am! I t…
1910 · PDF PAGE 35
…of waters swept me Back into the world, and I lay asleep on a hill-side. Bearing for evermore the heart of a goddess, And the brain of a man, and the wings of the morning Clipped by the shears of the silence; so must I wander lonely, Nor know of the light till I enter into the darkness. Omnia VINCAM. 23
1910 · PDF PAGE 46
…hters. I propose that we concern ourselves solely with the eldest of these, Mary Lawthon. I hardly know how to describe her. She was a woman of six and twenty, most easy to understand, very simple and very complex, simple in her complexity, complex in her simplicity. To men she seemed a man, strong, healthy, a rough-rider, a ski-runner, a champion in many sports, who smoked her pipe and emptied her glass passing well. To women she seemed a woman, whose hands were ever ready for a soft caress, whose lips were full and red, whose skin was velvet.…
1910 · PDF PAGE 35
…of waters swept me Back into the world, and I lay asleep on a hill-side. Bearing for evermore the heart of a goddess, And the brain of a man, and the wings of the morning Clipped by the shears of the silence; so must I wander lonely, Nor know of the light till I enter into the darkness. Omnia VINCAM. 23
1910 · PDF PAGE 46
…hters. I propose that we concern ourselves solely with the eldest of these, Mary Lawthon. I hardly know how to describe her. She was a woman of six and twenty, most easy to understand, very simple and very complex, simple in her complexity, complex in her simplicity. To men she seemed a man, strong, healthy, a rough-rider, a ski-runner, a champion in many sports, who smoked her pipe and emptied her glass passing well. To women she seemed a woman, whose hands were ever ready for a soft caress, whose lips were full and red, whose skin was velvet.…
1910 · PDF PAGE 23
… had lived among the great men of the earth, and the great mountains of the earth. Pollitt had made a poet of me ; Eckenstein had made a man of me ; Cecil Jones and Allan Bennett had made a God of me. I had forgotten the Plymouth Brethren ! But early in this spring, I went down to Eastbourne to my mother’s house, and some of the old bitterness came back. In her house were two vile old women, hypocrites and slaves to the marrow. The mere meanness and old- maid-ishness of it would have sickened me. These mange- bitten cats ! But there was worse. …
1911 · PDF PAGE 126
…ve a secret, But to discover it you must be an adept." “I know this," she answered, making a secret sign. “ This," he retorted, with the mano in fica. “ If you can laugh at me," she said, “ you must indeed be a great man ! " “Know,” said he pompously, “that you speak to an Absolute Grand Patriarch of the Rite of Mizraim. “A button!" she laughed back. “I was born to undo them. So Ι always wear laced boots." “True enough,” said Edgar Rolles. "I will take you seriously then. If you really understand the sign you gave me, you know that the mano in t…
1911 · PDF PAGE 126
…ve a secret, But to discover it you must be an adept." “I know this," she answered, making a secret sign. “ This," he retorted, with the mano in fica. “ If you can laugh at me," she said, “ you must indeed be a great man ! " “Know,” said he pompously, “that you speak to an Absolute Grand Patriarch of the Rite of Mizraim. “A button!" she laughed back. “I was born to undo them. So Ι always wear laced boots." “True enough,” said Edgar Rolles. "I will take you seriously then. If you really understand the sign you gave me, you know that the mano in t…
1961 · PDF PAGE 146
LIBER ALEPH VEL CXI 134 Ed De Natura Feminæ (Of the Nature of Woman) HE Nature of Woman, o my Son, is as thou hast learned in our most Holy Qabalah; and she is the Clothing in Sex of Man, the Magical Image of his Will to Love. Therefore was it said by thine Uncle Wolfgang von Goethe: Das Ewigweibliche zieht uns hinan. But therefore also hath she no Nature of Truth, because she is but the Eidolon of an Excitement and a Going of thy Star, and appertaineth not unto its Essence and Stability. So then to thee she is but Matter and to her thou art bu…
1899 · PDF PAGE 213
…ason ; for thou shudderest To hear the Voice of Love; it is no voice That men may hear, but an intensest rich Silence, that silence when man waits to hear The faintest vibrance 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 holy 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 zther spreads ' Its song; but now I turn to thee, whose eyes Blaze on me with such look as flesh and blood M…
1909 · PDF PAGE 36
…ite experience in the very same sense as Abramelin had it; and what’s more, I mean to go on till I get it. I begin, therefore, in Hanged Man posture, to invoke the Angel, within the Pyramid already duly prepared by DCLXXI. Alas! in vain have I tried even the supreme ritual of Awaiting the Beloved, although once I thought Ah ! give unto Thy beloved in sleep! How ashamed I should be, though! For an earthly lover one would be on tiptoe of excitement, trembling at every sound, eager, afraid . . . I will, however, rise and open (as for a symbol) the…
1910 · PDF PAGE 193
MR TODD 183 drel, youre shaking me to pieces ! Emily, do get a gentler footman. Oh ! Oh ! Nobody cares for the poor old man. I am thrown on the dust-heap. Oh, Emily, may you suffer one day as I suffer ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! [The Nurse comes forward and soothes him. NURSE. You must really be more careful of my patient, Thomas. THOMAS. I humbly beg pardon, miss. I think the balls is gritty, miss. Ill ile em to-morrow. GRANDFATHER. There, you see, Nurse is the only one that loves me. I should like to marry you, Nurse, eh ? And cut em all out ? MRS. …