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1913 · PDF PAGE 17

Manifesto of the M.M.M.

…ehending the nature of its teaching, to their zeal in spreading the principles of the Order so far as they them- selves understand them, though always with the discretion inseparable from the due guarding of the secrets, and to all those qualities of courage, honour, and virtue without which man is not worthy of that name. 19, The 0.H.O, is only known to members of the VIII? and IX°. The National Grand Master General ad vitam is not approachable as such by any person who has not reached the VP’. All communications should be addressed to the Gra…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 90

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

be fit for work tonight. The lioness used to lick it with some effect, I remember. Couldn’t ask Eve to do that, though. It would degrade her, I’m sure. I must try and raise her to my level rather than — Damn that potato patch ! It must be dug over to- morrow, and only the old flint spade still. A man in Lord God’s position — House of Lords, stake in the country, and all that ought to provide iron spades — this is the only country planet for bil- lions of miles where science hasn’t penetrated, so that young prince says — don’t believe he’s a rea…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 212

The Book of Thoth

…, cursory, elementary and superficial Treatise than this present bat‐eyed, penguin‐winged, bluebottle‐brained buzzing. Neverthe‐ less, although Air is in no system the lowest, and so cannot claim benefit of clergy from the doctrine that Malkuth automatically resolves into Kether, the following reference seems not wholly to lack either cogency or pertinence. The Ruach is centred in the airy Sephira, Tiphareth, who is the Son, the first‐born of the Father, and the Sun, the first emanation of the creative Phallus. He derives directly from his moth…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 136

The Winged Beetle

… I am the plaything of distress ; The marionette of the Event ! Yet this red lust that rots my sword Is the same flame that tempered it. Though my death be my birth’s reward, And folly be the prize of wit,

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1954 · PDF PAGE 14

Magick Without Tears

…t. In this way, I believe, he will obtain a great deal more from this very profound book than if he tried to read it straight through as though it were a novel, or an otherwise conventional textbook. Letters (divided here into chapters) 6, 7 and 8 are entitled "The Three Schools of Magick." They were written to expatiate upon a short quotation from Liber 418: The Vision and the Voice, a series of transcendental experiences based upon the Enochian system of Magick. Crowley states that they were written by a Mr. Gerard Aumont, and that he is quot…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 169

Oracles

…rhead, None by the chance of fate’s august decree. It is a path where tears are ever shed. There is no joy—is that a path for me ? Yea ! though I track the ways of utmost dread, One way sets free.

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1930 · PDF PAGE 64

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 2)

of a Magician; that Paracelesus applied himself to the cure of disease and the prolongation of life as the first considération, ai- though his greatest achievements seem to modem thinkers to hâve been ratifier his discoveries of opium, zinc, and hydrogen; so that we tend to think of him as a chemist no less than we do of Van Helmont, whose conception of gas ranks him as one of those rare geniuses who hâve increased human knowledge by a fundamentally important idea. The literature of Alchemy is immense. Practicaliy ail of it is wholly or partial…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 23

In Residence

…l they quenched the Philistian crew Before the good zon of Lang. Here’s an article mystic and dark In a manner as fluent as glue, Which (though lovers meet deep in a park, The wearisome tome of it through)

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1917 · PDF PAGE 2

The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

ALEISTER CROWLEY ‘Though oft-time its most holy fre Lacks oil, whene’er my own Desire Before desire has dwindled, see the thin web binding me With thirteen cords of nity * Toward the calm centre of the sea, (O thou supernal mother !*) ‘The triple light my path divides ‘To twain and fifty sudden sides* Each perfect as each other. Now backwards, inwards still my mind Mast track the intangible and blind, ‘And seeking, shall securely find Hidden in secret places Fresh feasts for every soul that strives, New life for many mystic lives, ‘And strange …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 195

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…Proserpine discover How near he hangs above her, And yearns towards the Fates. Nor life nor death will hear him, Nor God nor Satan aid ; Though Love no more endear him, Nor Passion make afraid. Too cold, too calm, too holy He stands, consuming slowly In the strong flame that wholly Absorbs his vital shade. 173

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1912 · PDF PAGE 12

Household Gods

…swear: To will, and to dare, To seck the spirit and slay the sense; And for this hour To give me power To lead you in silent obedience, ‘Though I bade you fall on your sword. . . . Crassus. Enough! I give my life as I gave my love. Aucu. 1! love you have not understood. ‘You have not guessed its secret food. ‘You have not seen its single eye; But fear and doubt and jealousy Have risen, and now your love is trembling Like a mountebank dissembling When his trick's detected. Come! To find home we must leave home. 5

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1912 · PDF PAGE 27

Household Gods

…er the hill! The hunter is hot—this is the kill! The heart of the home Is a fury of foam; ‘The storm is awake, and the billows comb. But though I be ‘Their frenzy of glee, I am also the passionless soul of the sea! Mine eyes glint fire, And my cruel lips curl; ‘Mine the desire Of the god and the girl; But fierier and fteeter, And subtler and sweeter Than the race of the rhythm, the march of the metre, Is the shrilling, sbrilling Of the knife in the killing That ends, when it must, (O the throb and the thrust!) In death, in the dust, The silence…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 223

Magick Without Tears

…hinking of is the only reality in the Universe, when you lose all awareness of who and where you are and what you are doing, it seems as though that unconsciousness were in some way contagious. The people around you just can't see anybody. At one time, in Sicily, this happened nearly every day. Our party, strolling down to our bathing bay-the loveliest spot of its kind that I have ever seen-over a hillside where there wasn't cover for a rabbit, would lose sight of me, look, and fail to find me, though I was walking in their midst. At first, ast…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 52

White Stains

…ew her upon me—Marion, fie ! You work our pleasure till I tire : But we must part, and love must die. Nor thus did love’s embraces wane, Though lusty limbs grow idle quite ; Our mouths’ red vales are over-fain To suck the sweetness from the night ; And amorously, with touches light, Steal passion from reluctant pain. So has the daystar fled again Before the blushes of the sky, So did I clasp thy knees in vain : For we must part, and love must die. You say another’s sensuous lips Shall open to my kisses there :

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1901 · PDF PAGE 105

The Soul of Osiris

THE HOLY PLACE. 93 “ Yet though he passed within And plunged within the deep, The seven palaces of sin, And slept the lonely sleep, Yet came He out alone : but then I thought I heard Them weep. “ He passed alone, above, Out of the Gates of Night ; Angels of Purity and Love Drew to my sound and sight. I heard Them cry that even there He fixed the eternal Light. “ I think beneath these groans, And laughters madness-born, Tears fell that might dissolve the stones That grind the accurséd corn. Beneath the deep, beneath the deep, may dwell the star …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 88

The Star and the Garter

…ly self, and store Its vital horror, stabbed and spurred ‘To fearful pace and torture wild Deep in your true heart's core, my child! For though I strip you bare, and run My red-hot iron through your flesh, ‘There is a citadel that none May touch—not God! The rotten rest Evacuate; be seated there, Let there be music, and Rome burn ‘Then you may climb to be aware How well you serve my idle turn, Yet to yourself avail. There too Lies a last doubtful chance for you. Behold who dare! (Ay, you are fain!) Purblind with prejudice? No vision, Palsied wi…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 359

Magick Without Tears

…tions to influence me, and I clung-oh triple fool!-to my sentimental obligations towards Laylah. We finally decided to do what he asked, though part of my objection was founded on his refusal to give us absolutely definite instructions. However, we crossed the Passes in a sleigh to Chiavenna, whence we took the train to Milan. In this city we had a final conversation with Ab-ul-Diz. I had exhausted his patience, as he mine, and he told us that he would not visit us any more. He gave us his final instructions. We were to go to Rome, though he re…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 115

White Stains

…easure to discern the love They twain exert, my lips who lave With doubled dew distilled above ; To dog and woman I’m a slave, Nor move, though now essays the Dane To cool his weapon in my mouth ; Her lust bestrides me, and is fain To quench in his sweet sweat her drouth Her finger probes my bowel again. All three enjoy once more, and I Am ready ever to renew These bestial orgie-nights, whereby Loose woman’s love is spiced, as dew On tender spray of spring doth lie. Like the cold moon to earth and sun My mistress lingers in eclipse,

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1904 · PDF PAGE 109

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

HOME THOUGHTS, FROM ABROAD O to be in Clara, Now her monthly’s there ! And whoever spends in Clara, Finds some morning unaware That the tip of his prick in its brushwood nest Is red and inflamed and — you guess the rest ! At least he is sorry he sped the plough In Clara — now. And after chordee, when gleet follows, And zinc he injects and santal swallows ! Hark, where his twisted love-plant pees in jerks The mucus-laden urine of the lover, Wakes the gross hufflahs, scares the scampering quirks ! That’s the small stricture, makes you piss twice …

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1930 · PDF PAGE 51

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

the True WiJl of the seer; if not, though it be never so true objectively, it is not true for him, because not useful for him. (Said we not a while ago that Truth was no more than the Most Convenient Manner of Statement?) . ^ may intoxicate and exalt the Seer, it may inspire and fortify him in every way, it may throw light upon most holy mysteries, yet withal be no more than an interprétation of the individual to himself, the formula not of Abraham but of Onan. These plastic "Portraits of the Artist as a Young Man” are well enough for those who…

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