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1904 · PDF PAGE 30

The Sword of Song

PENTECOST 23 I lived, Elijah-like, Mt. Carmel in : All gave me nothing. I slid back To common sense, as reason bids, And “hence,” my friend, “the Pyramids.” At last I met a maniac With mild eyes full of love, and tresses Blanched in those lonely wildernesses Where he found wisdom, and long hands Gentle, pale olive ’gainst the sand’s Amber and gold. At sight, I knew him ; Swifter than light I flashed, ran to him, And at his holy feet prostrated My head ; then, all my being sated With love, cried “Master ! I must know. Already I can love.” E’en s…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 256

The Star in the West

…n metaphysics there is a kinetic ideation . To the Qabal ist , the Qabalah unlocks as a key the corridor of the soul , and the pent - up sense rushes forth as some prisoner released from his dungeon , a mingled mass of emotion and reality . To the sceptic no change takes place , for his mind is sterile and unable to conceive , but his ignorance in no way proves that the Qabalah is mere Buncombe . Because a weak man cannot lift a certain weight , that is no criterion that a strong man cannot . There is truth in everything , and truth lies beyond…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 330

The Star in the West

…can assimilate this fact to Realism ; but we have no need to take so much trouble . This being true for the ordinary Universe , that all sense i The Bride of Corinth , Goethe . 2 Gargoyles , vol . iii, p . 97 .

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1907 · PDF PAGE 202

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ed, averted. Grey as eld The juice of blood that stagnates in my veins Appals their current with avenging pains :— O pitiful and hateful sense Of agony and grief and impotence ! O misery of the day when Orpheus bore First his loud lyre across the Stygian shore ! Hath Hell no warders? Is the threefold gate Brazen in vain against the foot of Fate? Now is but little choice—abase my pride, Or sink for ever to the gloomy tide Of fire beneath the utmost reach and span Of Stygian deeps and walls Tartarean. Yet I abide. MEGZERA. Fall! Fall ! ALECTO. De…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 210

Collected Works (Vol. III)

ORPHEUS Io! Evoe! Sisters, mingle In the choir, the dance, the revel ! Fle divine, the Spirit single, IIe in every vein shall tingle. Sense and sorrow to the devil! Mingle in the jaughing measure, Hand and lip to breast and thigh ! In enthusiastic pleasure Grasp the solitary treasure ! Laughs the untiring ecstasy ! Sisters ! Sisters ! Raise your voices In the inspired divine delight ! Now the sun sets; now the choice is Who rebels or who rejoices, Murmuring to the mystic night. Io! Evoe! Circle splendid ! Dance, ye maids serene and subtle ! Clo…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 141

The Vision and the Voice

THE VISION AND THE VOICE is Peace. There is no sense in my words or in my thoughts. “Faces half-formed arose.” This is the meaning of that passage; they are attempts to interpret Chaos, but Chaos is Peace. Cosmos is the War of the Rose and the Cross. That was “a half-formed face” that I said then. All images are useless. Blackness, blackness intolerable, before the beginning of the light. This is the first verse of Genesis. Holy art thou, Chaos, Chaos, Eternity, all contradictions in terms! Oh, blue! blue! blue! whose reflection in the Abyss is…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 561

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…alized, brought forth, determined by our own over- mastering affection, is the germ of our paradise or of our Hell. Each one of us (in a sense) conceives, bears, and nourishes his good or evil angel. The conception of truth gives birth in us to the good genius; intentional untruth hatches and brings up nightmares and phantoms. Everyone must nourish his children; and our life consumes itself for the sake of our thoughts. Happy are those who find again immortality in the creations of their soul! Woe unto them who wear them- selves out to nourish …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 561

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…alized, brought forth, determined by our own over- mastering affection, is the germ of our paradise or of our Hell. Each one of us (in a sense) conceives, bears, and nourishes his good or evil angel. The conception of truth gives birth in us to the good genius; intentional untruth hatches and brings up nightmares and phantoms. Everyone must nourish his children; and our life consumes itself for the sake of our thoughts. Happy are those who find again immortality in the creations of their soul! Woe unto them who wear them- selves out to nourish …

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1916 · PDF PAGE 11

A Prophet In His Own Country

…ilosophers. The Qabalists use it as almost synonymous with “body.” Every metaphysician that ever lived has used this word in a different sense, and has nearly always forgotten to define it. Now if, to bring back the matter to the question of Mr. Stuart and his letters to the universe, we find in one of them the word “gold,” we may be too ready to assume that

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1910 · PDF PAGE 264

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… from my chair. I could not doubt it. I was in the power of the hasheesh influence. My first emotion was one of uncontrollable terror— a sense of getting something which I had not bargained for. That moment I would have given all I had or hoped to have to be as I was three hours before. No pain anywhere—not a twinge in any fibre—yet a cloud of unutterable strangeness was settling upon me, and wrapping me impenetrably in from all that was natural or familiar. As I heard once more the alien and unreal tones of my own voice, I became convinced tha…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 264

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… from my chair. I could not doubt it. I was in the power of the hasheesh influence. My first emotion was one of uncontrollable terror— a sense of getting something which I had not bargained for. That moment I would have given all I had or hoped to have to be as I was three hours before. No pain anywhere—not a twinge in any fibre—yet a cloud of unutterable strangeness was settling upon me, and wrapping me impenetrably in from all that was natural or familiar. As I heard once more the alien and unreal tones of my own voice, I became convinced tha…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 31

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… by night". But I, although consciously engaged in the battle with "principalities and powers", never had the slightest hallucination of sense or any tendency to imagine things ghostly. I might have had an ambition to see the devil and talk things over with him, but I should have expected such communication to be either perfectly material or perfectly intellectual. I had no idea of nuances. When I eventually learnt how to use my astral eyes and ears, there was no confusion; the other world had certain correspondences with our own, but it was pe…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 26

The Star in the West

… places the labours of Hercules seem insignificant compared with the labours of mental un knotting , but even in such places ( where the sense becomes tangled in the reader's mind ) he loses none of the beauty of rime and rhythm , he never becomes bored , never weary . Set in the pure gold of verse and line , lie lyrics of surpassing beauty : Tannhäuser ( the longest of the poems ) would be a magnificent con templation even if we cut from it its sparkling songs , but with them it becomes superb , neither are there too many ; the queen of our po…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 336

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…the Greek Askio, to work curiously, to adorn, to exercise, to train. The Latin Ars is derived from this same word. Artist, in its finest sense of creative crafts- man, is therefore the best translation. The word has degen- erated under Puritan foulness. 15. When to the World’s turmoil thy budding Soul lends ear; when to the roaring voice of the Great Illusion thy Soul responds; when frightened at the sight of the hot tears of pain; when deafened by the cries of distress, thy Soul with- draws like the shy turtle within the carapace of SELF- HOOD…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 129

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…tle their business, and only to look at his legs you could see the old sun hadn’t got a dog’s chance. I can’t see why people haven’t the sense to keep still when a fight of this kind is in progress. What’s the referee for, anyway? It was extremely annoying of Lou to protest in that passionate shrill voice of hers that she was going to the Gatto Fritto, and if she didn’t she’d take to keeping cats herself, and fry them, and make me eat them| I don’t know how long she went on. It was perfectly gorgeous to hear her. I knew what it. meant just as s…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 46

The Sword of Song

…at world above Which he denominated “Love.” Indeed I think the man attained By some such means—I have not strained Out mind by chance of sense or sex To find a way less iron-brained Determining direction x;57 I know not if these Hindu methods Be best (’tis no such life and death odds, Since suffering souls to save or damn Never existed). So I fall Confessing : Well, perhance I am Myself a Christian after all ! So far at least. I must concede Christ did attain in every deed ; Yet, being an illiterate man, Not his to balance or to scan, To call G…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 291

The Star in the West

… philosopher , it soon becomes apparent that reason is a weapon inadequate to the task . Hume saw it, and became a sceptic in the widest sense of the term . Mansel saw it and counsels us to try Faith , as if it was not the very fact that Faith was futile that bade us appeal to reason. Huxley saw it, and, no remedy presenting itself but a vague faith in the pos sibilities of human evolution , called himself an agnostic : Kant saw it for a moment , but it soon hid itself behind his terminology ; Spencer saw it , and tried to gloss it over by smoo…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 225

The Star in the West

… in positing Esse = percipi , considered that he once and for all had overthrown scepticism , which he defined as — the disbelief of the senses . In “ The Principles of Human Knowledge ,” he states : “ Our knowledge of these ( ideas ) hath been very much ob scured and confounded , and we have been led into very dangerous errors , by supposing a twofold exist ence of the objects of sense — the one intelligible or in the mind , the other real and without the mind ; where 1 The Principles of Human Knowledge , p . 39 . 2 Time , vol . ii, p . 269 Ib…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 87

The Scented Garden

…rrow in his joy.8 1. This simile seems well-nigh universal ; but in Persia it probably comes from Egypt rather than from India. Here the sense is of course altered. 2. Yusuf — possibly represents that class of persons who ridicule and slander the Mystic. The epithets seem to uphold such a conclusion. 3. Ill-conditioned — The readings here are very various. We find ill-favoured, ill-mannered, infam- ous, ill-starred, ill-doing and so on. So I chose a word wide enough to include them all. 4. The Q’uran. Many Moslems know it by heart throughout. T…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 10

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…han to dine and chat and make themselves agreeable . For Howard 's pleasantry ( as old as Juvenal , and older ) has in truth very little sense to commend it. I am writing this by a window which stands open above a two - mile beach , along which the tide has for some three hours been advancing . Parables , analogies , have usually a weak point somewhere ; and so I dare say has this , which I take for an illustration only . But the seventh or ninth wave which hurls itself in on so proud a crest , to capture whole yards of territory , owes its imp…

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