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Page 38 of 1051929 · PDF PAGE 346
…Paris, a hymn to Isis to be used in the ceremonies of Isis worship which he was at that time proposing to revive in Paris. I changed the word "Sistron" to "cymbal" and the word "Isis" to "Mary". The hymn required no further alteration. I think that rather significant. Once more, I made a translation of the Fatihah, the most sacred chapter of the Koran, I replaced the name of God by that of Mary, and once again found favour with the Vatican. I quote a few isolated stanzas: The red sun scorches up our veins; The white moon makes us mad; Pitiless …
1909 · PDF PAGE 18
VIII You love me! trite and idle word to darken (With all its glow) the splendour of our sun! No soul of heaven or hell may hearken The unbearable device that we have done. Nor may Justine nor Borgia understand Nor Messalina nor Maria guess The infernal chorus swelling darkly grand That echoed us our everlasting ’ Yes! ’ Nor shall the Gods perceive to damn or praise The deed that shakes their essence into dust, Disrupts their dreams, divides their dreary days. Supreme, abominable, rides our lust Armed in the panoply of brazen youth And strength…
1910 · PDF PAGE 147
…st clout Of a leper ! Leave me here, corruptest of earths whores To scrape my sores Cry like a dog and run about the city ! There is no word left, now the deed is dead ! No thought of her is in me ; I am a stranger To all that dream of danger And bliss that Rose was. The green shoots
1919 · PDF PAGE 71
… summons on high From the Lord Adonai, from the Lord Adonai! 2. Adonai spake unto V.V.V.V.V., saying: There must ever be division in the word. 3. For the colours are many, but the light is one. 65
1944 · PDF PAGE 115
…od of Silence, is called “The Lord of Defence and Protection”. But His nature is by no means that negative and passive silence which the word com‐ monly connotes; for He is the All‐Wandering Spirit, the Pure and Perfect Knight‐Errant, who answers all Enigmas, and opens the closed Portal of the King’s Daughter. But Silence in the
1898 · PDF PAGE 58
…th? Art thou the fiend WhomI have seen in sleep, and waking served? O horrible distortion of all truth That I must serve thee still. Thy word’s a lie, That if I keep my silence, I do good To her, the milk-white virgin sacrifice, And only smite the bloody father down! A lie, Isay! A lie! Yet—dare I speak, Those eyes upon me, torturing my soul And threatening revenge? His fingers gross, Purple, and horrible, to blister me With infamous tearing at my throat. O Hell! Vomit thy monsters forth in myriads To putrefy this fair green earth with blood, B…
1901 · PDF PAGE 84
…IRIS. Love is the lotus that is sickly sweet, That makes men drunken, and betrays their feet : Beauty, the sacred lotus : let me say The word, and make my purity complete. The whole is mine, and shall I keep a part ? O Beauty, I must see thee as thou art ! Then on my withered gaze that Beauty grew— Rosy quintessence of alchemic dew ! The Self-informing Beauty ! In my heart The many were united : and I knew. Smitten by Beauty down I fell as dead— So strikes the sunlight on a miner’s head. Blind, stricken, crushed ! That vast effulgence stole, Fl…
1910 · PDF PAGE 53
…e, unloved, I stand With love and worship in my hand. I commune with the Gods : I wait Their summons, and I fire the brand I speak their Word : and there is Fate. I know no happiness, no pain, No swift emotion, no disdain, No pits : but the boundless light Of the Eternal Love, unslain, Flows through me to redeem the night. Mine is a sad slow life : but I, I would not gain release, and die A moment ere my task be done. To falter now were treachery I should not dare to greet the sun ! Yet, in one hour I dare not hope, The mighty gate of Life May…
1913 · PDF PAGE 260
…uper- vened; with one last gasp of “Rabboni, that is to say, Master!” the dying saint clenched his moribund grasp on Crowley’s neck; the word “ periphrasticalism” burst rather than sobbed from his labia, and the thanatogenous hagio- cratist halated his ultimate. Neuburg, as one inspired, uttered his Morte d’Arthur. Poor old Waite is gone to hell. He will soon begin to smell : We must meddle with him, s¢atim. Let us not incinerate him! Let us not be anthropophagous! Let us build him a sarcophagus! Let us bury him in state Worthy of our wobled*® …
1913 · PDF PAGE 260
…uper- vened; with one last gasp of “Rabboni, that is to say, Master!” the dying saint clenched his moribund grasp on Crowley’s neck; the word “ periphrasticalism” burst rather than sobbed from his labia, and the thanatogenous hagio- cratist halated his ultimate. Neuburg, as one inspired, uttered his Morte d’Arthur. Poor old Waite is gone to hell. He will soon begin to smell : We must meddle with him, s¢atim. Let us not incinerate him! Let us not be anthropophagous! Let us build him a sarcophagus! Let us bury him in state Worthy of our wobled*® …
1944 · PDF PAGE 198
LOVE TWO OF CUPS The Two always represents the Word and the Will. It is the first manifestation. There‐ fore, in the suit of Water, it must refer to Love, which recovers unity from dividuality by mu‐ tual annihilation. The card also refers to Venus in Cancer. Cancer is, more than any other, the receptive Sign; it is the House of the Moon, and in that Sign Jupiter is exalted. These are, superficially, the three most friendly of the planets. The hieroglyph of the card represents two cups in the foreground, overflowing upon a calm sea. They are fe…
1961 · PDF PAGE 63
…l sufficiently powerful to cause the required Effect, through a Menstruum or Medium of Communication. By the common Understanding of the Word Magick, we however exclude such Media as are generally known and understood. Now then, o my Son, will I declare unto thee first the Nature of the Power, and afterward that of the Medium. l
1905 · PDF PAGE 275
…Egyptian Gods belonging to these are invoked. The Christian Idea of I.N.R.I. is confirmed by these, while their Initials form the sacred Word of the Gnostics. That is, IAO. From the Character of the Deities and their Functions are deduced their Signs, and these are found to signal (as it were) the Word Lux (WS), which itself is contained in the Cross. A careful Study of these Ideas, and of the Table of Correspondences, which one of our English Brethren is making, will enable him to discover a very great Deal of Matter for Thought in these Poems…
1899 · PDF PAGE 174
152 MYSTERIES: Such an one wrote that word as I would meet, Lay my life’s burden at his silver feet, Have him give ear if I say “ Master.” Yea! I know no heaven, no honour, half so sweet ! He passed before. me on the wheel of Time, He who knows no Time—the intense sublime Master of all philosophy and play, Lord of all love and music and sweet rhyme. Follow thou him! Work ever, if thy heart Be fervent with one hope, thy brain with art, | Thy lips with song, thine arm with strength to smite : Achieve some act; its name shall not depart. Christ la…
1911 · PDF PAGE 13
…able splendour, sending forth V.V.V.V.V. as a ray of my light, as a messenger unto that small dark orb. 3. Then V.V.V.V.V. taketh up the word, and sayeth: 4. Men and women of the Earth, to you am I come from the Ages beyond the Ages, from the Space beyond your vision ; and I bring to you these words. 5. But they heard him not, for they were not ready to receive them. 6. But certain men heard and understood, and through them shall this Knowledge be made known. 7. The least therefore of them, the servant of them all, writeth this book. 8. He writ…
1911 · PDF PAGE 13
…able splendour, sending forth V.V.V.V.V. as a ray of my light, as a messenger unto that small dark orb. 3. Then V.V.V.V.V. taketh up the word, and sayeth: 4. Men and women of the Earth, to you am I come from the Ages beyond the Ages, from the Space beyond your vision ; and I bring to you these words. 5. But they heard him not, for they were not ready to receive them. 6. But certain men heard and understood, and through them shall this Knowledge be made known. 7. The least therefore of them, the servant of them all, writeth this book. 8. He writ…
1905 · PDF PAGE 198
… and the guarded name. The quest was mine! And yet my thoughts confute My intuition ; and my will was mute. My voice—ah! flashes out the word of flame : ‘* Eternal Beauty, One and absolute !” As a flash there The overwhelming sweetness ofa voice Filled me with Godhead. ‘Still remains the choice! Thou knowest me for Beauty! bear The fuller vision, the abundant air?” I only wept. The elements rejoice ; No tear before had ever fallen there. Canst thou I thought within myselfa bitter thing, Standing abased. The golden marriage ring The queen had gi…
1938 · PDF PAGE 25
…necessary. It is a blasphemy against the Self, assuming that its Will is not a necessary (and therefore a noble) part of the Whole. In a word he who accepts not the Law of Thelema is divided against himself: that is, he is insane, and the upshot shall be the ruin of the Unity of his Godhead. Yet hearken again; the opposition of two movements is not always evidence of conflict or error. For two opposite points upon the rim of a wheel move one North, the other South; yet are they harmonious parts of the same system. And the rowlock which resistet…
1899 · PDF PAGE 8
…here was light: the womb Of Earth resounded, and the empyréan Roared: and the thunder of the seas averred The presence of thy recreating word. The stone rolls back: the charioted night, Stricken, swings backwards on her broken pinions: Faith sickens, drunken tyranny reels, the spite Of monarchs, ruinous of their chained dominions: The splendid forehead, crowned with Love and Light, Flames in the starry air: the fallen minions Drop like lost souls through horrid emptinesses To their own black unfathomable abysses! Now Freedom, flower and star an…
1899 · PDF PAGE 76
…th? Art thou the fiend WhomI have seen in sleep, and waking served? O horrible distortion of all truth That I must serve thee still. Thy word’s a lie, That if I keep my silence, I do good To her, the milk-white virgin sacrifice, And only smite the bloody father down! A lie, Isay! A lie! Yet—dare I speak, Those eyes upon me, torturing my soul And threatening revenge? His fingers gross, Purple, and horrible, to blister me With infamous tearing at my throat. O Hell! Vomit thy monsters forth in myriads To putrefy this fair green earth with blood, B…