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1913 · PDF PAGE 329

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES He who seeks the origin of evil, seeks the source of what is not. Evil is the disordered appetite of good, the unfruitful attempt of an unskilful will. Every one possesses the fruit of his work, and poverty is only the spur to toil. For the flock of men, suffering is like the shepherd dog, who bites the wool of the sheep to put them back in the right way. It is because of shadow that we are able to see light; because of cold that we feel heat; because of pain that we are sensible to pleasure. Evil is then for us the occ…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 8

Clouds Without Water

evil to good may indeed use to His giory even this terrible and wicked book. It has cost me much to read it ; to meditate on it has been a terrible shame and trial; to issue it, much against my own poor human judgment, in obedience to His will, has been a still harder task; were it permitted me to ask a recompense, I would ask none but that of His divine blessing upon my fellow-labourers in His great field. The Manuscript

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1910 · PDF PAGE 196

The Winged Beetle

…ss. EUPHEMIA. You swore to love me always. CARR. The champagne at the Mena House is not cham- pagne ; it is—the cork of it is labelled “ Good intentions.” EUPHEMIA. Then you didn’t mean it ? CARR. [kissing her]. Am I, or am I not—a plain ques- tion as between man and man—loving you now ? EUPHEMIA. Oh, I know ! But I am so worried that everything most sure seems all shaken in the storm of it ! I was glad—glad, glad !—when that Mr. Todd came in with his news, so that I could have a real good cry. [Very close to him, in a tragic whisper.] Somethin…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 506

Magick Without Tears

…sanity. In-shall I say "Anglo-Saxondom," or "Teutonic breeds," or "bourgeoisie ," so as to include some of the French whom when they are good are very good indeed , but when they are bad, they are horrid? - the presiding God/Gods of this Trinity is/are: l. Sex, 2. Religion, 3. "Drugs" ; and the greatest of these is Sex, actually the main root of which the other two are tough and twisted stems, each with its peculiar species of poisonous flowers, sometimes superficially so attractive that their nastiness passes for Beauty. I shall leave it to th…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 24

John St. John

10.55. I L10. 11.17. 11.35. 22 THE EQUINOX Having written the above, I shall rest for a few moments to try and get rid of my headache. A good simile (by the way) for the Yogi is to say that he watches his thought like a cat watching a mouse. The paw ready to strike the instant Mr. Mouse stirsi I have chewed a Gaufrette and drunk a little water, in case the headache is from hunger. (P.S.—It was so; the food cured it at once.) I now lie down as Hanged Man and say mantra in Visuddhi. I must really note the curious confusion in my mind between the …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 64

John St. John

…this is unknown ground, or, as Frank Harris would say, Unpath'd Waters. We are getting dangerously near “mental arsenic ” and " all—god— good—bones—truth—lights—liver—mind—blessing —heart——-one and not of a series—ante and pass the buck." The common sense of the practical man of the world is good enough {or me! Will G. R. S. Mead or somebody wise like that tell me why it is that if I get out of my body and face (say) East, I can turn (in the “ astral body") as far as West-Sou’-West or thereabouts, but no further except with very great difficulty…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 354

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…es of life and the principles of death, it kills and it vivifies. It is like the angel of the judgment who separates the wicked from the good. Civilization transforms men of good will into angels of light, and lowers the selfish man beneath the brute; it is the corruption of bodies and the emancipation of souls. The impious world of the giants raised to Heaven the soul of Enoch; above the Bacchanals of primitive Greece rises the harmonious spirit of Orpheus. Socrates and Pythagoras, Plato and Aristotle, resume, in explaining them, all the aspir…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 354

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…es of life and the principles of death, it kills and it vivifies. It is like the angel of the judgment who separates the wicked from the good. Civilization transforms men of good will into angels of light, and lowers the selfish man beneath the brute; it is the corruption of bodies and the emancipation of souls. The impious world of the giants raised to Heaven the soul of Enoch; above the Bacchanals of primitive Greece rises the harmonious spirit of Orpheus. Socrates and Pythagoras, Plato and Aristotle, resume, in explaining them, all the aspir…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 97

Konx Om Pax

…ne, when neophytes (Confused by the excess of lights) Perceive not what they ought to see: “There is none other God than He." Oh how the good converted Fiend Worries those Postulants unweaned! Though now he dances deosil He pounds them many a purging pill. He cleans them from their piggish food; He brings them to beatitude. “ Hua is God!" quoth Asmodee: “ There is none other God than He.” A silence ensued. At last, from Denzil: You mean very much what the Hindus mean by their doctrine of Maya? Exactly so; but of course they cannot mean what the…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 182

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…e, man, no offence. [Aside] Louder, louder! they will hear it. CLARK. Well, I’m sure—— SERGEANT. Never be sure! The first great rule of a good officer. JACK. What? What? Ι say no—[louder]—I say no ! Know your own mind and stick to it. Let’s have a song—ah, what do you say? “A policeman's life is not a happy one "? SERGEANT. Why, it’s no trouble; it’s well worth coming across to talk to such a good fellow, and drink a glass of ale like this. JACK. Have some more! Sing, somebody—Clark, you sing. r40

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1912 · PDF PAGE 182

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…e, man, no offence. [Aside] Louder, louder! they will hear it. CLARK. Well, I’m sure—— SERGEANT. Never be sure! The first great rule of a good officer. JACK. What? What? Ι say no—[louder]—I say no ! Know your own mind and stick to it. Let’s have a song—ah, what do you say? “A policeman's life is not a happy one "? SERGEANT. Why, it’s no trouble; it’s well worth coming across to talk to such a good fellow, and drink a glass of ale like this. JACK. Have some more! Sing, somebody—Clark, you sing. r40

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1906 · PDF PAGE 56

Gargoyles

DIOGENES. ‘* ALL things are good,” exclaimed the boy. Who taste the sweetmeat find it cloy. ‘* All things are ill,” the dotard sang. Who stir the serpent feel the fang. ‘*All is a dream!” the wise man spake. Who grasp the bubble find it break. Aye, to all three the saga saith: There is no joy in life but death. There is this limit set to lust: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. O fools and blind that sickly strive To amass, to glut yourselves, to swive, 46

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1910 · PDF PAGE 79

The World’s Tragedy

… my own back later In the Theatres of London Where a show of legs decides. THE DOVE By the way — THE VULTURE These sleeping women Are no good to us, of course ? THE DOVE No indeed ! I want a creature Very different to that, THE VULTURE Well, you’ll have a job to find one.

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1929 · PDF PAGE 127

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 1)

…rally appeals will readily understand the importance of what has been said. Those who are otherwise inclined may reflect that a nod is a good as a wink to a blind horse. 9*

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1907 · PDF PAGE 262

The Star in the West

…rd !' Yet Crowley puts into the mouth of Tannhäuser the following as answer to the simple Elizabeth's asser tion , “ but God is absolute Good ” ! God slips you , He is Undefinable ! Not good ! Not wise ! Not anything at all That heart can grasp , or reason frame , or soul Shadow the sense of !2 Such a definition whether applied to God or the Ain Soph is one and the same . In the Qabalistic Dogmas of Pistorius we read even as regards Kether , the Crown , “ There is no name among Qabalists by which the supreme King is designated ; they speak of t…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 26

The Soldier and the Hunchback ! and ?

…s unpleasing metaphor, the whip! As some schoolboy poet repeatedly wrote, his rimes as poor as Edwin Arnold, his metre as erratic and as good as Francis Thompson, his good sense and frank indecency a match for Browning! “Can’t be helped; must be done— So...” Nay! ’tis a bad, bad rime. And only after the scourge that smites shall come the rod that consoles, if I may borrow a somewhat daring simile from Abdullah Haji of Shiraz and the twenty-third Psalm. Well, I would much prefer to spend my life at the rod ; it is wearisome and loathsome to be c…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 94

Mortadello

…your window slain ! [THE GOVERNOR looks out, turns sharply, and gesti- culates to MONICA, who comes to the window. MONICA. Dear friends, good citizens ! I beg of you to hear me ! ALESSANDRO. Put up your weapons ! Hark ! The Princess speaks. [The riot is stayed. MONICA. Come near me ! My voice is weak with tears that for your sake I shed ; My knees are weak with prayers I uttered for your stead. I would not for my sake one drop of blood outpoured, One glance of anger from its scabbard drag one sword. Nay, be my friends, be true and loyal to your…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 57

Alice: An Adultery

… bend above) Through bright lids filled thereof Perfect and pure, Thy bloom of maidenhood. I could not : if I could, I would not : being good, Also endure ! Cruel, to tear or mar The chaliced nenuphar ; Cruel to press The rosebud ; cruel to scar Or stain the flower-star With mad caress. But crueller to destroy The leaping life and joy Born in a careless boy From lone distress. 37

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1908 · PDF PAGE 23

Amphora

…esires. O Mary ! of Thy Motherhood To all Thy worshippers, Bring us to Thy beatitude Whose sweet impulsion stirs The soul lethargic unto good, The slaves to ministers ! Our Lady, sorrowful and sweet, Thy precious gift bestow ! Thy holy spouse the PARACLETE Breathe down on us below That all the chrism be complete, Thy servants pure as snow ! B 16

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1909 · PDF PAGE 34

John St. John

…olours. The last??םסשI wasted talking to Dr. R——, that most interesting man. I don’t mean talking; I mean listening. You are a bad, idle good-formothingfellow, 0. M.! Why not stick to that mantra? Have drunk two citrons presses and gone to my room to work a mighty spell of magick Art. Having got rid of Maryt (who, by the way, is Quite mad), and thereby (one might hope) of Apophis and Typhon, I perform the Great Ritual DCLXXI with good results magically; i.e., I formulated things very easily and forcibly; even at one time I got a hint of the Glo…

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