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Page 39 of 1031926 · PDF PAGE 11
He, my prophet, hath chosen, knowing the law of the fortress, and the great mystery of the House of God. All these old letters of my Book are aright ; but ï is not the Star. This also is secret; my prophet shall reveal it to the wise. 58. I give unimaginable joys on earth: cer- tainty, not faith, While in life, upon death; peace unalterable, rest, ecstasy; nor do I demand aught in sacrifice. 59. My incense is of resinous woods and gums; and there is no blood therein: because of my hair the trees of Eternity. 60. My number is II, as all their num…
1944 · PDF PAGE 136
…And this palace is nothing but the body of a woman, proud and delicate, and beyond imagination fair. She is like a child of twelve years old. She has very deep eyelids, and long lashes. Her eyes are closed, or nearly closed. It is impossible to say anything about her. Slie is naked; her whole body is covered with fine gold hairs, that are the electric flames which are the spears of mighty and terrible Angels whose breastplates are the scales of her skin. And the hair of her head, that flows down to her feet, is the very light of God himself. Of…
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
10 PREFACE Egypt he hired an old native nurse, and sailed for Odessa. Once in Russia he could find Gog and Magog, and present to them the child as Antichrist. For he was now persuaded that he himself was the First Beast, and would ask the sceptic to count his seven heads and ten horns. The heads, however, rarely totted up accurately ! At this point the accounts of Mr. Turle and Mathilde diverge slightly. The cleric affirms that he was induced by a Tartar lady, of an honourable and ancient pro- fession, to accompany her to Thibet “ to be initiat…
1904 · PDF PAGE 91
… up alarmed to find Satan quietly emerging from his citadel. Adam jumped for a club. But by the time he arrived a change had arisen. The old snake-skin dropped and Satan stood in his own shape, a radiant spirit. You bit me, said Adam, embarrassed. For your own good ! God doomed you to death. My bite has filled your blood with a poison that will take away Deaths terrors, that will make him welcome even ! What is this poison called ? said Eve. And Satan replied Syphilis ! As he went away he laughed. God did not like to hear him. […
1910 · PDF PAGE 146
…nor water flows, But such a poison as Locusta never Distilled from toad, asp, viper, scorpion, Nightshade, gall, orpiment, Jews hearts, Old womens tongues, by monstrous arts ; But this my poison drips, without endeavour, From the mere soul of the worlds rose ! What alchemy of hell this ronyon Venus has skill of ! Wonder that I live ! This has been like a bag-pipe drone to wail Its monotone through high, low, fast and slow. It has been like a secret cancer, Forcing all servants of the life to give Their work to the usurper ; all its themes as…
1912 · PDF PAGE 95
…edly enough, though his head hung lower than ever. “Kelker shows tray sho. Voo savvy ?—tray tray sho—par propre I " The shopman, not yet old enough to master his disgust at the familiar incident, brought forward several books of photographs “ Perhaps Monsieur will find there what he requires," he said coldly. Furtively and hurriedly, his glance divided between the forbidden book and the shop-door, his only safeguard from intrusion the thought that nobody who entered would be in a position to throw stones at a fellow—culprit, Theodore Bugg turned…
1912 · PDF PAGE 95
…edly enough, though his head hung lower than ever. “Kelker shows tray sho. Voo savvy ?—tray tray sho—par propre I " The shopman, not yet old enough to master his disgust at the familiar incident, brought forward several books of photographs “ Perhaps Monsieur will find there what he requires," he said coldly. Furtively and hurriedly, his glance divided between the forbidden book and the shop-door, his only safeguard from intrusion the thought that nobody who entered would be in a position to throw stones at a fellow—culprit, Theodore Bugg turned…
1928 · PDF PAGE 107
… God, and if he had seen Him lately. He answered me with an indifference shaded by a certain sadness, We bow when we meet, but like two old noblemen whose in- nate politeness cannot altogether extinguish the memory of ancient ill-will. It is doubtful whether His Highness had ever before given so lengthy an audience to a mere mortal, and I feared to abuse his kindness. Fi- nally, as the shuddering dawn whitened the window panes, this famous personage,
1905 · PDF PAGE 150
… goodliest ruler of the world, the queen Of all the white immeasurable seas, And that vast river of our sowing-time, And of your Sun. Behold me made a god Of my own godhead, and adore the sun Of my quecn’s face, and worship ye the fount And fertile river of my life. Bow down, Ye people and ye priests, and worship me, And him co-equal. Iam very god !” So spake the Queen; but I arose and said : ‘Queen and our lord, we worship! Let the smoke Of this divinest incense be a smell Sweet to thy nostrils! For three times I cast Its faint dust in the tri…
1904 · PDF PAGE 121
…wallowed a foetus Stewed whole with spew, monthlies, and snot. The sauce was sublime ; it was based on the slime Of a fishwomans rotten old twat. He proceeded to suck the shit that had stuck To the hairs on a bugger-boys bottom. Gulped down a placenta : drank piss and Apenta, And said Now I think chat has got em ! He reserved every shot till the dinner was hot And the people of Sept were content.
1905 · PDF PAGE 165
… unfruitful—lI can see, Now, some intolerable tragedy Fit for a god to picture, not a man! I see the breaking of the rosary, And Fate’s cold fingers snap the span Of three most innocent and pleasant lives. So terrible a happening dives Swift from God’s hand to the abyss of hell, And in its torment thrives, Gathering curses from the darkest cave, Calling corruption from the grave To form one shape of aspect multiple Divided in its single spell ; One spectre smooth and suave, More horrible than any fear or active doom, Beckoning with its lewd mal…
1899 · PDF PAGE 8
…soul Must move unflinching to what’bitter goal The angry gods design—if gods be froward I am a man, nor fear to drain the bowl. And some old devil, dead no doubt and damned, But living in her life, had wisely crammed Her fierce bronze throat with such a foul device As made her belly yearn for sacrifice, She leered like love on me, and smiled, and shammed, And did not pity for all her breast of spice. They thrust me in her hateful jaws, and I Even then resisted not, so fain to die Was my desire, so weary of the fight With my own love, so willing…
1905 · PDF PAGE 191
…htly abridged, is now issued at 5s. It is printed on hand-made paper. The Goetia of the Lemegeton of King Solomon. 21s. This interesting old relic of mediæval magic, with over 150 sigils, etc., is annotated, translated, edited, printed, in the best possible manner. It is the only book of its kind in which rational criticism has been combined with unimpeachable scholarship and a profound knowledge of Ceremonial Magic, as practiced to-day in the Secret Houses of Adepts. The S.P.R.T hold the whole editions of all these books, and guarantee that no…
1909 · PDF PAGE 123
…ul, cannot be eaten by the devourer. How’s that for high? r and sign myself with a Possibly a rousing mantra would fix things up; say the Old Favourite: Aum Tat Sat Aum and give the Hindus a chance. We can but try. So I begin at once. This is past all bearing. Another hour wasted chat- ting to Nina and H The mantra hardly remem- 121
1928 · PDF PAGE 176
…is-Royal; there are others who run in troops fifteen miles and more to partake of the repast which the charity of cer- tain sexagenarian old maids has got ready for them; women whose empty hearts are given to animals because senseless men will have no more to do with them. There are others who, like runaway negroes, maddened by love, leave, on certain days, their departments to
1899 · PDF PAGE 144
…soul Must move unflinching to what’bitter goal The angry gods design—if gods be froward I am a man, nor fear to drain the bowl. And some old devil, dead no doubt and damned, But living in her life, had wisely crammed Her fierce bronze throat with such a foul device As made her belly yearn for sacrifice, She leered like love on me, and smiled, and shammed, And did not pity for all her breast of spice. They thrust me in her hateful jaws, and I Even then resisted not, so fain to die Was my desire, so weary of the fight With my own love, so willing…
1907 · PDF PAGE 115
…EST O Nature ! Self -begotten ! Spouse of God , The Glory of thy Countenance unveiled ! Thy face , O mother ! Splendour of the Gods ! Behold ! amid the glory of her hair And light shed over from the crown thereof, Wonderful eyes less passionate than Peace That wept ! That wept ! O mystery of Love ! Clasping my hands upon the scarlet rose That flamed upon my bosom , the keen thorns Pierced me and slew ! My spirit was withdrawn Into Her godhead , and my soul made One With the Great Sorrow of the Universe, The Love of Isis ! Then I fell away Into …
1910 · PDF PAGE 194
184 MR TODD the English hypocrite ? Who was poor Uncle Henry ? Did you love poor Uncle Henry so dearly as all that ? How old were you when your father quarrelled with poor Uncle Henry ? About two and a half ! The only thing you know about poor Uncle Henry is that poor Uncle Henry once tickled your toes. [EUPHEMIA gives a little scream of horror.] Enough humbug about poor Uncle Henry ! . . . Sweetheart ! EUPHEMIA. Mine own ! [They embrace and kiss with great intensity. EUPHEMIA. Unhand me, villain ! . . . But one has to be decent about ones rel…
1905 · PDF PAGE 8
…vr. JOHN xil, 24, 25. Ir was a windy night, that memorable seventh night of December, when this philosophy was born in me. How the grave old Professor! wondered at my ravings! I had called at his house, for he was a valued friend of mine, and I felt strange thoughts and emotions shake within me. Ah! how I raved! I called to him to trample me, he would not. We passed together into the stormy night. | was on horseback, how | galloped round him in my phrenzy, till he became the prey of a real physical fear! How I shrieked out I] know not what stra…
1961 · PDF PAGE 136
… Truth Universal, or well night to it; for in such Times are Men compelled to Uniformity by the Constraint of Necessity herself. Yea, of old it was a continual Siege of every Man of every Clan, of every Environment; and to relax guard was then Self-murder, or also Treachery. so then no Man might chose his way, until he were Hunter, Fighter, Builder; not any Woman, but she must first be Breeder. Now in the Growth of States by Organisation came, stepping stealthily, a certain Security against the grossest Perils, so that a few Men could be spared…