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…e the best and truest which are most subtly written in symbol and image, especially in Tragedy and Comedy, for the whole nature of these things is in this kind, Life itself being but the fruit of the flower of Love. It is then of Life that I must needs now write to you, see- ing that by every act of Will in Love you are creating it, a quintessence more mysterious and joyous than you deem, for this which men call life is but a shadow of that true Life, your birthright, and the gift of the Law of Thelema. TI OF LIFE SYSTOLE and diastole: these ar…
1919 · PDF PAGE 370
THE EQUINOX fools call pleasure, people expect him to refuse things both natural and necessary. Some people are so hypocritical that they claim their dislikes as virtue, and so the poor, weedy, unhealthy degenerate who cannot smoke because his heart is out of order, and cannot drink because his brain is too weak to stand it, or perhaps because his doctor has forbidden him to do either for the next two years, the man who is afraid of life, afraid to do anything lest some result should follow, is acclaimed as the best and greatest of mankind. It …
1922 · PDF PAGE 255
…am careful not to contradict him or alarm him about the state of his mind, but it’s very difficult to know what to do. There are so many things I forget myself. “How did we get down here?’ Then again, “Where is Alice ?’’ The name keeps on popping up, and yet I don’t know any one at all intimately or importantly with that name. I had forgotten this diary—I found it by accident and immediately began to read it through to refresh my memory. Most of the handwriting is unreadable. I puzzled and puzzled before I could make out the words. And then whe…
1903 · PDF PAGE 46
…ist. What matter then ? What matter who, or how, or even when ? If we but look beyond the primal pain, And trust the Future to write all things plain, Graven on brass with predestined pen. This is the doom. Upon the blind blue sky A little cloud, no larger than an hand ! Whether I live and love, or love and die, I care not : either way I understand. To me—to live is Christ ; to die is gain : For I, I also, I shall come again. 24
1910 · PDF PAGE 98
…y, As they leap, divinely drunken On the very blood that gat them, Insolent and lewd and merry — With the satyr-eyes deep-sunken Looking things prophetic at them !
1912 · PDF PAGE 77
… The joy of life, its growing girth— And nothing as the end of all. Yea, even as the Yang-tze rolled Its rapids past him, so the wall Of things brake down; his eyes behold The mighty Beast serenely couched Upon its breast of burnished gold. “ Ah! by Christ's blood!” (his soul avouched), “ Nothing but change (but change!) abides. Death lurks, a leopard curled and crouched,
1929 · PDF PAGE 34
their bowels dragging behind them; creatures half ele- phant, half beetle; things that were but a ghastly blood- shot eye, set about with leathery tentacles; women whose skins heaved and bubbled like boiling sulphur, giving off clouds that condensed into a thousand other shapes, more hideous than their mother; these were the least of the denizens of these hateful rivers. The most were things impossible to name or to describe. I was brought back from the vision by the stertorous and strangling breath of Arthur, who had been seized with a convuls…
1929 · PDF PAGE 159
…ch I left for Benares and saw the usual sights --- temples, yogis and dancing girls. I had become very cynical and blas about all these things, which only a few months before would have roused me to ecstasies of wonder. But I now made a wry mouth at the sour sub-flavour of everything. My conversation with Allan about Buddhism, and my own meditations, had disenchanted me. Everything was recognized automatically as illusion, calculated to fetter the soul if one allowed it to fool one. On the twelfth I reached Agra. My entry about the Taj Mahal i…
1911 · PDF PAGE 64
… everything that is upon the earth. For why? Because the Lord of Righteousness delighteth in them. The prophets shall prophesy monstrous things, and the wizards shall perform monstrous things. The sorceress shall be desired of all men, and the enchanter shall rule the earth. Blessing unto the name of the Beast, for he hath let loose a mighty flood of fire from his manhood, and from his woman- hood hath he let loose a mighty flood of water. Every thought of his mind is as a tempest that uprooteth the great trees of the earth, and shaketh the mou…
1899 · PDF PAGE 218
…d. No hideous impassioned queen For whom love dies ; No warm imperious Messaline That slew with sighs. Fiercer desires may cast away All things most good ; A people may forget to-day Their motherhood.
1898 · PDF PAGE 70
…rive, Pale and weary, dumb and blind, where curses thrive, Fold my sleep within his wings, and lead my dreams Through a land of pleasant things, of woods and streams, Bind my slumber with a chain of pure delight, Though the canker of it stain at death of night, Fill with passion and distaste and wakened pleasure All the moments run to waste that else were treasure ? Who is Love ? a fury red with all men’s blood On his cruel altars shed, a deadly flood ? Or a veiléd vision black with shame and fear, Whose most loathliest attack at night is near,…
1919 · PDF PAGE 116
THE EQUINOX But this Dryness hath its virtue, in that thereby the Soul is purged of those things that impeach the Will: for when the drouth is altogether perfect, then is it certain that by no means can the Soul be satisfied, save by the Accomplishment of the Great Work. And this is in strong souls a stimulus to the Will. It is the Furnace of Thirst that burneth up all dross within us. But to each act of Will is a particular Dryness correspond- ing: and as Love increaseth within you, so doth the torment of His absence. Be this also unto you for…
1911 · PDF PAGE 171
… ecstasy that is like love, like sleep. And this is the song: I am the child of all who am the father of all, for from me came forth all things, that I might be. Iam the fountain in the snows, and I am the eternal sea. I am the lover, and I am the beloved, and I am the first-fruits of their love. I am the first faint shuddering of the light, and I am the loom wherein night weaveth her impenetrable veil. I am the captain of the hosts of eternity; of the swordsmen and the spearmen and the bowmen and the charioteers. I have led the armies of the e…
1919 · PDF PAGE 130
…Cho- ronzon is Dispersion and Incoherence. Then in the Way of Love Evil appears as “all that which tends to prevent the Union of any two things.” Thus the Book of the Law sayeth, under the figure of the Voice of Nuit: “take your fill and will of love as ye will, when, where and with whom ye will! But always unto me.” For every act of Love must be “under Will,” that is, in accordance with the True Will, which is not to rest content with things par- tial and transitory, but to proceed firmly to the End. So also, in the Book of the Thirty #thyrs, …
1929 · PDF PAGE 52
…ss. Matter in itself may think, in a sense, but its monotony of woe is less awful than its abomination, the building up of high and holy things only to drag them through infamy and terror to the old abyss. I shall consequently cause this record to be widely distributed. The note-books of my work with Arthur (Vols, I CCXIV) will be edited by Professor von Buehle, whose marvellous mind may perhaps discover some es- cape from the destiny which menaces mankind. Every- thing is in order in these note-books; and I am free to die, for I can endure no …
1898 · PDF PAGE 30
All things grow still before thine awful face. Now fails the lover’s sigh ; Sleep’s angel clings About the children with her dreamy wings, And all the world is silent for a space. The waving of thy dusky plumes in heaven Alone breathes gentle music to mine ears, So that despair is fain to flee, and fear Cowers far away amid the shades of even. “ Hope, ” is thy whisper, “ hope, and trust in Night ; My realm is the eternal, and my power The absolute. My child, gird on thy strength ; Clothe limbs with lustiness, and mind with might, That, communin…
1910 · PDF PAGE 447
… The joy of life, its growing girth— And nothing as the end of all. Yea, even as the Yang-tze rolled Its rapids past him, so the wall Of things brake down; his eyes behold The mighty Beast serenely couched Upon its breast of burnished gold. “ Ah! by Christ's blood!” (his soul avouched), “ Nothing but change (but change!) abides. Death lurks, a leopard curled and crouched,
1910 · PDF PAGE 447
… The joy of life, its growing girth— And nothing as the end of all. Yea, even as the Yang-tze rolled Its rapids past him, so the wall Of things brake down; his eyes behold The mighty Beast serenely couched Upon its breast of burnished gold. “ Ah! by Christ's blood!” (his soul avouched), “ Nothing but change (but change!) abides. Death lurks, a leopard curled and crouched,
1912 · PDF PAGE 120
… all sin, Found in the dying thief a soul akin Το His own soul. Is not all Truth allied? Ο miracle of miracles sublime, That all created things should sink to climb! Ο mystery incarnate of the soul, That dies but to be born anew! The whole One monstrous effigy of Life, that Time Scrawls with fantastic hands from pole to pole. ARCHER??:חתפמ
1912 · PDF PAGE 120
… all sin, Found in the dying thief a soul akin Το His own soul. Is not all Truth allied? Ο miracle of miracles sublime, That all created things should sink to climb! Ο mystery incarnate of the soul, That dies but to be born anew! The whole One monstrous effigy of Life, that Time Scrawls with fantastic hands from pole to pole. ARCHER??:חתפמ