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…a means of Growth. Hence, "existence is pure joy" (AL, II: 9). "A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight!" (AL, II: 42, 43)
…'m off now, Jack, you’re a strong lad and a brave, but these nasty robbers have weapons, we must be careful, main careful JACK. Only one night-cap, Father! MARTIN. Ay, lad—I’m thinkingadrop 'ud do ye good now, Jack. A week and more ye’ve not been yourself altogether— though this I will say, never a kinder lad breathed than my dear lad, Jack Adams, this last week. Affliction purifies, ay, it purifies; ifye’re out 0’ sorts yourself, why, you're kinder to others, makes ye lean on them, like—there's a blessing to everything, lad, depend on it, a bless…
…'m off now, Jack, you’re a strong lad and a brave, but these nasty robbers have weapons, we must be careful, main careful JACK. Only one night-cap, Father! MARTIN. Ay, lad—I’m thinkingadrop 'ud do ye good now, Jack. A week and more ye’ve not been yourself altogether— though this I will say, never a kinder lad breathed than my dear lad, Jack Adams, this last week. Affliction purifies, ay, it purifies; ifye’re out 0’ sorts yourself, why, you're kinder to others, makes ye lean on them, like—there's a blessing to everything, lad, depend on it, a bless…
… wings ; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and sight, In mercy and spite, In day and in night, Averse or aright, For dule or delight, I am master of things. ORPHEUS O mother, I fear me! The might of the lyre! 37
…n on which I may write the symbols of the secret of my soul. of the Initiator in mine ear: yea, I abhor birth, ululating lamentations of Night! Agony! Agony! the Light within me deeds veils; the song within me dumbness. God! in what prism may any man analyze my Light? Immortal are the adepts; and yet They die— They die of SHAME unspeakable; They die as the Gods die, for SORROW. 73
JOHN ST. JOHN 8.40. Adonai. It is near the night of the Full Moon ; in my life the Full Moon hath ever been of great augury. But to—night I am too poor in spirit to hope. Lol I was travelling on the paths of Lamed and of Mem, of Justice and the Hanged Man, and I fell into both the pitfalls thereof. Instead of the Great Balance firmly held, I found only Libra, the house of Venus and of the exaltation of Saturn ; and these evil planets, smiling and frowning, overcame me. And so for the sublime Path of Mem ; instead of that symbol of the Adept, his…
…darkness. In this it is dark- ness through light. The word of the Adept was L V X, Light. The word of the Master of the Temple is N O X, Night. This isthe Night of Pan. The direction of the Path is definitely changed. The Master of the Temple cannot go to the Magus unless bringing the Neophyte himself in his hand, and in this task there is no consolation, as there has always been before. The visions are no more. Silence and stillness and darkness rule the grade. The Adept has through- out his progress been unifying himself. As it is written in …
…darkness. In this it is dark- ness through light. The word of the Adept was L V X, Light. The word of the Master of the Temple is N O X, Night. This isthe Night of Pan. The direction of the Path is definitely changed. The Master of the Temple cannot go to the Magus unless bringing the Neophyte himself in his hand, and in this task there is no consolation, as there has always been before. The visions are no more. Silence and stillness and darkness rule the grade. The Adept has through- out his progress been unifying himself. As it is written in …
… me perfumes! Drink to me, for I love you! Iloveyou. Jam the blue-lidded daughter of sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. To me! Tome! The PRIEST mounts the second step. Tue Priest. O secret of secrets that art hidden in the be- ing of all that lives, not Thee do we adore, for that which adoreth is also Thou. Thou art That, and That am I. I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and in the core of every star. Iam Life, and the giver of Life; yet therefore is the knowledge of me the knowledge of death. Iam alone…
…The happy head ; all faith and hope immense Fly, for possession dwells supreme, intense ; And to possess is only—to possess. But, as the night draws snailwise to its end, And sleep invades the obstinate desire, And lovers sigh—but not for kisses’ sake— There comes this misery, as half awake I watch the embers of my passion-fire, And see love dwindled in my—call her friend.
AU CAVEAU DES INNOCENTS. : 28th Oct., 1904. NIGHT, like a devil, with lidless eyes, Stands avenging over the Halls. Sleep there is none, for day awaits Tokens of toil; there is none that dies, Death being rest; there is none that calls, Voice being human; only the Fates Rattle the dice at a sombre game, Game without goal of peace or fame. Sinister, sombre, horrors and hates Lurk in the shadows, under the walls. Light deceives, and the darkness lies. Love there is none; he is child of peace: Joy there is none; she is bride of force: Thought ther…
BY THE CAM. TWILIGHT is over, and the noon of night Draws to its zenith. and beyond the stream Dance the wild witches that dispel my dream Of gardens naked in Diana’s sight. Foul censers, altars desecrated, blight The corpse-lit river, whose dank vapours teem Heavy and horrible, a deadly steam Of murder’s black intolerable might. The stagnant pools rejoice ; the human feast Revels at height ; the sacrament is come ; God wakes no lightning in the broken East ; His awful thunders listen and are dumb ; Earth gapes not for that sin ; the skies rene…
“ ’TIS PITY—” —FORD. BLOW on the flame ! The charcoal’s vaporous fume Shall hide our shame ! Come, love, within the gloom ! For one last night, sweet sister, be the same ; Come, nestle with me in sweet Death’s hot womb ! Two sunny eyes ! And this is all my ruin ! Two gleaming thighs ! And all to my undoing ! Far-swelling curves in ivory rapture rise Warm and too white—bethink you of the wooing ! A kiss of fire ; A touch of passionate yearning Steals higher and higher— And kisses are returning ! The strong white grasp draws me still nigher and n…
THE EQUINOX You were mine, O my saint, My maiden, my mate, By the might of the right Of the night of our fate. Though I fall, though I faint, Though I char, though I choke, By the hour of our power I invoke, I invoke! By the mystical union Of fairy and faun, Unspoken, unbroken— The dusk to the dawn!— A secret communion Unmeasured, unsung, The listless, resistless, Tumultuous tongue!— O virgin in armour, Thine arrows unsling, In the brilliant resilient First rays of the spring! No Godhead could charm her, But manhood awoke— O fiery Valkyrie, I i…
THE EQUINOX You were mine, O my saint, My maiden, my mate, By the might of the right Of the night of our fate. Though I fall, though I faint, Though I char, though I choke, By the hour of our power I invoke, I invoke! By the mystical union Of fairy and faun, Unspoken, unbroken— The dusk to the dawn!— A secret communion Unmeasured, unsung, The listless, resistless, Tumultuous tongue!— O virgin in armour, Thine arrows unsling, In the brilliant resilient First rays of the spring! No Godhead could charm her, But manhood awoke— O fiery Valkyrie, I i…
…g strength, to send his tyrants to the gallows. 64. I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. 65. To me! To me! 66. The Manifestation of Nuit is at an end.
… garments about thee, I say, for the voice of the Aethyr, that is the voice of the Aeon, is ended, and thou art absorbed into the lesser night, and caught in the web of the light of thy mother in the word ARBADAHARBA. And now the five and the six are divorced, and I am come again within my body. Bou-SAapa. December 3, 1909. 9.15 to 11.10 a.m. THE CRY OF THE 14TH AETHYR, WHICH IS CALLED UTI There come into the stone a white goat, a green dragon, and a tawny bull. But they pass away immediately. There is a veil of such darkness before the Aethyr …
… Chaos, Chaos, Eternity, all contradictions in terms! Oh, blue! blue! blue! whose reflection in the Abyss is called the Great One of the Night of Time; between ye vibrat- eth the Lord of the Forces of Matter. O Nox, Nox, qui celas infamiam infandi nefandi, Deo solo sit laus qui dedit signum non scribendum. Laus virgini cuius stuprum tradit salutem. O Night, that givest suck from thy paps to sorcery, and theft, and rape, and gluttony, and murder, and tyranny, and to the nameless Horror, cover us, cover us, cover us from the Rod of Destiny; for C…
…gives instruction for obtaining, no doubt, a very much fuller result, only I shall have to work with a big W. June 12, 1911. On Saturday night, in bed I attempted “thinking backwards” and successfully managed two days, with no breaks in the first day, and practi- cally none for the day before, except a few little incidents during office hours in the morning. When I came to thoughts on waking of Saturday morning and got to the “blank” I experienced some mental visions and ‘telephone-cross voices,’ but cannot say if they were connected with any d…
…oof was mirror-clad, so that as she lay upon the furs she might look upward, and see herself hanging like a star from the black vault of night. Beside her in the temple was but one strange image. Carved of that polished black granite of Egypt, which seems, as it were, the very bodily form of the Night of Time, there squatted a god upon his pedestal ; an inscrutable god, smiling, ever smiling with a smile that spoke unfathomable lust and cruelty resolved—by what theurgic alchemy ?—into a pure and passionless bliss. It was a thing eternal as the …