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…led throughout this metrical romance.” —Publishers’ Circular. LOOK OUT! FOR THE FORTHCOMING PUBLICATIONS AHA! REPRINTED FROM EQUINOX III LITTLE POEMS IN PROSE By CHARLES BAUDELAIRE Translated by ALEISTER CROWLEY Price 5/- WIELAND & CO. Telephone: 2632 Kensington.
…attachment.) And now there dawns the scene of the Crucifixion; but the Crucified One is an enormous bat, and for the two thieves are two little children. It is night, and the night is full of hideous things and howlings. And an angel cometh forth, and saith: Be wary, for if thou change so much as the style of a letter, the holy word is blasphemed. But enter into the mountain of the Caverns, for that this (how much more then that Calvary which mocks it, as his ape mocks Thoth?) is but the empty shell of the mystery of ZEN. Verily, I say unto the…
…o others. However, a great deal of mis- chief has been done by the pedant, and the distinctions be- tween the various Jhanas will convey little to the Western mind, even of a man who has some experience of them. The question of mistranslation alone renders the majority of Buddhist documents, if not valueless, at least unreliable. We, however, taking this book as an original work by Bla- vatsky, need not be bothered by any doubts more deadly than that as to whether her command of English was per- fect; and in this treatise, in spite of certain o…
… 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
THE MAN-COVER Carlyle puts it; and considering—as I think necessary to conclude, contrary to the immortal Scotsman—considering how very little more we know about the most important questions which concern the human race than did our tailed ancestors, it might strike the reflective mind with some surprise that, however unpleasant they may be froma personal point of view, the most wondrous and striking experiences which I am undergoing will doubtless be of no little help to the dond-fide thinkers of our present day. Dean Swift and Samuel Butler s…
THE MAN-COVER Carlyle puts it; and considering—as I think necessary to conclude, contrary to the immortal Scotsman—considering how very little more we know about the most important questions which concern the human race than did our tailed ancestors, it might strike the reflective mind with some surprise that, however unpleasant they may be froma personal point of view, the most wondrous and striking experiences which I am undergoing will doubtless be of no little help to the dond-fide thinkers of our present day. Dean Swift and Samuel Butler s…
…a helping of the leaves and root of thy wonderful mescal plant. And without thought and without fatigue, I can then SEE. Where was I, my little brethren, fathers of larva, sons of the she-goat? Ah, I know. Well, poor little Ljubov was saved by her magnificent soul from despairing thoughts. She lived, very miserable at first, more resigned later on. And there was a boy, too. He was the blind-born son of an ex-soldier, and because of his father’s queer and unsocial manner, few people in the village would condescend to take interest in him. But he…
…a helping of the leaves and root of thy wonderful mescal plant. And without thought and without fatigue, I can then SEE. Where was I, my little brethren, fathers of larva, sons of the she-goat? Ah, I know. Well, poor little Ljubov was saved by her magnificent soul from despairing thoughts. She lived, very miserable at first, more resigned later on. And there was a boy, too. He was the blind-born son of an ex-soldier, and because of his father’s queer and unsocial manner, few people in the village would condescend to take interest in him. But he…
…ath ; behold ! the foemen flee, All the earth is clad with gold and all the sea ; Driven back the demons yield, falter and cease ; For a little while the shield of sleep is peace. Clear and bright the lamp burns ; clean and sharp the sword, While I watch their paths between before the Lord. 62
…round Him In cycles whirled and twined, Dim sparks that fled and found Him Like mist beyond the mind. The universe was peopled then With little gods, and men. In that ecstatic whirling He saw not nor . . . I09
…evening, will throw out of the perpendicular an ascending column of smoke. But presently, as the will gains power, the sense of hearing, little by little, as it comes under control, is held back from hearing the lesser sounds, then the greater, and at length all sounds. The vibrations of the will having re- pelled the sound vibrations of the air, and brought the sense of hearing into Equilibrium. Now the upward mounting fila- ment of smoke has become the ascending columns of a great volcano, there is a titanic blast behind it,—a will to ascend.…
…t’s brain, like the passion flower or the fuchsia. In the coffin of the beautiful dead woman, there are three worms, sweet, clean, wavy, little maggots that will one day carry all the charm and delight of the dead back into the world again, will quicken and nourish seeds and roots, so that in the pink glamour of an April almond tree, the glory of the dead woman’s hair shall be returned again. One of these creatures is poised over her mouth, which again, to vulgar and unseeing eyes, looks ugly, though it is really more beautiful now than ever it…
…evening, will throw out of the perpendicular an ascending column of smoke. But presently, as the will gains power, the sense of hearing, little by little, as it comes under control, is held back from hearing the lesser sounds, then the greater, and at length all sounds. The vibrations of the will having re- pelled the sound vibrations of the air, and brought the sense of hearing into Equilibrium. Now the upward mounting fila- ment of smoke has become the ascending columns of a great volcano, there is a titanic blast behind it,—a will to ascend.…
…t’s brain, like the passion flower or the fuchsia. In the coffin of the beautiful dead woman, there are three worms, sweet, clean, wavy, little maggots that will one day carry all the charm and delight of the dead back into the world again, will quicken and nourish seeds and roots, so that in the pink glamour of an April almond tree, the glory of the dead woman’s hair shall be returned again. One of these creatures is poised over her mouth, which again, to vulgar and unseeing eyes, looks ugly, though it is really more beautiful now than ever it…
… all-touching, all penetrant, her lovely hands upon the black earth, & her lithe body arched for love, and her soft feet not hurting the little flowers: Thou knowest! And the sign shall be my ecstasy, the consciousness of the continuity of existence, the omnipre- sence of my body. 27. Then the priest answered & said unto the Queen of Space, kissing her lovely brows, and the dew of her light bathing his whole body in a sweet-smelling perfume of sweat : O Nuit, continuous one of Heaven, let it be ever thus; that men speak not of Thee as One but a…
…deny the personal existence and intelligence of that mother which is for it as yet only a fatal prison and an apparatus of preservation. Little by little, however, this servitude annoys it; it twists itself, it suffers, it feels that its life is about to end. Then comes an hour of anguish and convulsion; its bonds break; it feels that it is about to fall into the gulf of the unknown. It is accomplished; it falls, it is crushed with pain, a strange cold seizes it, it breathes a last sigh which turns into a first cry; it is dead to embryonic life…
… all-touching, all penetrant, her lovely hands upon the black earth, & her lithe body arched for love, and her soft feet not hurting the little flowers: Thou knowest! And the sign shall be my ecstasy, the consciousness of the continuity of existence, the omnipre- sence of my body. 27. Then the priest answered & said unto the Queen of Space, kissing her lovely brows, and the dew of her light bathing his whole body in a sweet-smelling perfume of sweat : O Nuit, continuous one of Heaven, let it be ever thus; that men speak not of Thee as One but a…
…deny the personal existence and intelligence of that mother which is for it as yet only a fatal prison and an apparatus of preservation. Little by little, however, this servitude annoys it; it twists itself, it suffers, it feels that its life is about to end. Then comes an hour of anguish and convulsion; its bonds break; it feels that it is about to fall into the gulf of the unknown. It is accomplished; it falls, it is crushed with pain, a strange cold seizes it, it breathes a last sigh which turns into a first cry; it is dead to embryonic life…
…e. “Ascend in the flame of the pyre, O my Soûl ! “Thy God is like the cold emptiness of the utmost heaven, into which thou radiatest thy little light. “When Thou shalt know me, O empty God, my flame shall utterly expire in thy great N.O.X.” Liber Lapidis Lazuli. i. 36- 40. o. Be seated in thine Asana, preferably the Thunderbolt. It is essential that the spine be vertical. 1. In this practice the cavity of the brain is the Yonij the spinal cord is the Lingam. 2. Concentrate thy thought of adoration in the brain. 3. Now begin to awaken the spine …
…what toward that sensuous glow of gold. All this is folly. Rodin made him so, Evoked the strength, the goodliness, the glow. The form is little: in the mind there dwells Force to avail the childish heart that swells With aught that is. The golden prime is past— Aye! but a nobler gain is ours at last Who see man weary, but within our span The perfect promise of the overman. oo