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…od, seems to have been constantly struggling with his “conscience.” He had completely destroyed his intellect; now he was up against the last bulwark of the Ego, the moral self, the tendencies. Notice that in speaking of destruc- tion of the intellect, nothing more is meant than recognition of the vanity of the intellect in 23
…it, that it may live; then do thou embrace it with Lust of thy Manhood, and go in unto it, and know it; so shall ye be One Flesh. Now at last in the Reinforcement and Ecstasy of this Consummation thou shalt wit by what Inspiration thou didst choose thy Name in the Gnosis, I mean PARZIVAL, “der reine Thor”, the True Knight 1From Lieber Aleph: The Booh of Wisdom or Folly. that won Kingship in Monsalvat, and made whole the Wound of Amfortas, and ordered Kun‐ dry to Right Service, and regained the Lance, and revived the Miracle of the Sangraal; yea…
…m , space and causality , the conditions limiting and involving them all .” Thus from the Hegelian abstraction of the non ens we have at last touched bottom , and have come down to the facts of real life . Empty space is the postulate of all metaphysics , but all absolute quantities finally must be beyond the finitely reasoning mind . 1 SPACE This assertion of the Absolute Zero may truly at first sight appear to be a somewhat exaggerated statement ; but on due consideration it will be dis closed , that not only do all physics and metaphysics re…
…eming now and then the distant Fugitive tunes. 18. Ah ! Love ! the hour is over ! The moon is up, the vigil overpast. Call me to thee at last, O Rose, O perfect miracle lover, Call me ! I hear thee though it be across The abyss of the whole universe, Though not a sigh escape, delicious loss ! Though hardly a wish rehearse The imperfection underlying ever The perfect happiness. Thou knowest that not in flesh Lies the fair fresh Delight of love ; not in mere lips and eyes The secret of these bridal ecstasies, Since thou art everywhere, Rose of th…
…we us some poetry as good as Homer’s or some erotic adventures to match Jove’s. I had almost forgotten dear old Mathers. Yet it was only last December that a colleague of mine was told by some greasy old harridan, in her best nominal 7° = 4° voice (she has paid hundreds of pounds for that nominal 7°=4°, and never got initiated into any mysteries but those of Over-eating) that Imperrita (? Imperator) was coming over from Paris to crush Perdurabo; and Perdurabo has fled before his face. Anyhow, I sneaked back from Algeria, trembling all over, and…
…we us some poetry as good as Homer’s or some erotic adventures to match Jove’s. I had almost forgotten dear old Mathers. Yet it was only last December that a colleague of mine was told by some greasy old harridan, in her best nominal 7° = 4° voice (she has paid hundreds of pounds for that nominal 7°=4°, and never got initiated into any mysteries but those of Over-eating) that Imperrita (? Imperator) was coming over from Paris to crush Perdurabo; and Perdurabo has fled before his face. Anyhow, I sneaked back from Algeria, trembling all over, and…
118 THE RITES OF ELEUSIS whether a snake or a sun In his horoscope Heaven hath cast, It is nothing; every one Shall win to the moon at last, The mage has wrought by his art A billion shapes in the sun. Look through to the heart of his heart, And the many are shapes of one! An end to the art of the mage, And the cold grey blank of the prison An end to the adamant age! The ambrosial moon is arisen. I have bought a lily-white goat For the price ofa crown of thorns, A collar of gold for its throat, A scarlet bow for its horns; I have bought a, lark…
118 THE RITES OF ELEUSIS whether a snake or a sun In his horoscope Heaven hath cast, It is nothing; every one Shall win to the moon at last, The mage has wrought by his art A billion shapes in the sun. Look through to the heart of his heart, And the many are shapes of one! An end to the art of the mage, And the cold grey blank of the prison An end to the adamant age! The ambrosial moon is arisen. I have bought a lily-white goat For the price ofa crown of thorns, A collar of gold for its throat, A scarlet bow for its horns; I have bought a, lark…
…hing horrible and insane. “Every drop of the river Of blood aflame and a-quiver With poison secret and sour— With a sudden twitch at the last Like certain jagged daggers.” When Peter crosses the room, I see him “With blood-shot eyes dull-glassed The screaming Malay staggers Through his village aghast.” It is natural and inevitable that he should murder me. I wish he were not so weak. Anything to end it all. : The medical books said that if one didn’t die out- right from abstention, the craving would slowly wear off. I think Peter is already a l…
…First, a little counter-attack-your letter is so rambling and diffuse that at first I couldn't make out what you were getting at, and at last decided that it is much too random to reproduce, or even to deal with in detail. I shall simply formulate the case for the Prosecution, plead guilty, and appeal for clemency. The gravamen is that the Path of the Wise is gay with flowers, gilded with kiosks, and beset with snares; that every step is the Abode of Terror and Rapture-and all that! Yet I habitually write in the manner of a drunken dominie! You…
…Revelations xii. I, Limitless fields of Time. I knew in me That I must fall into the ground and die ; Dwell in the deep a-many years, at last To rise again—Osiris, slain and risen ! Light of the Cross, I see Thee in the sky, My future! I must perish from the earth, Abide in desolate halls, until the hour When a new Christ must needs be crucified.— So weep I ever with Our Lady’s tears, Weep for the pain, the travail, the old curse ; Weep, weep, and die. Grail, The Glory of the Crucified ! Dear friend, Be happy, for my heart goes out to you, And …
…surable void —Until his pallid voice confessed Himself in league with all the rest. (The breathless children round me crowd. I pause. At last one says aloud: “But tell us how he got to glory! " —I’m very sorry. That’s the story. But what’s the moral? asks a big Girl with the makings of a prig. First. Golf is long, and life is fleeting: Only one Bogey is worth beating. Moral the Second (Quiet, girls!) A sane squire is worth ten mad earls. And, most important, Number Three: Every one must trust somebody.) You do well to treat it lightly, said Basi…
…all it be a potent spell, whereby thou mayest lay bare the womb of thine understanding to the violence of CHAOS. Now, therefore, for the last time, let the veil of the Aethyr be torn. Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! A ka dua Tuf ur biu Bi a’a chefu Dudu ner af an nuteru. This Aethyr must be left unfinished then until the half moon. HAMMAM SALAHIN, December 18, 3.10-4.35 p.m. An olvah nu arenu olvah. Diraeseu adika va paretanu poliax poliax in vah rah ahum subre fifal. Lerthexanax. Mama ra-la hum fifala maha. All this is the melody of a flute…
…ixt the Universe and the Infinite, In the Sign of the Enterer: Stood Thoth ‘las before Him the ons were proclaimed. The positions of the last two letters of the Word have been relatively changed, so as to render the meaning more harmoniously. * Remember in the description of the “Caduceus” (see p. 269) the Air Symbol vibrating between them. [Also », ny, is a Mercurial sign, and Thoth is Mercury, though on a Higher Plane. The Hermit, with his Lamp and Wand, is Hermes, who guides the souls of the dead, in the Greek Ritual of o = o.—P.] + The Name…
…ixt the Universe and the Infinite, In the Sign of the Enterer: Stood Thoth ‘las before Him the ons were proclaimed. The positions of the last two letters of the Word have been relatively changed, so as to render the meaning more harmoniously. * Remember in the description of the “Caduceus” (see p. 269) the Air Symbol vibrating between them. [Also », ny, is a Mercurial sign, and Thoth is Mercury, though on a Higher Plane. The Hermit, with his Lamp and Wand, is Hermes, who guides the souls of the dead, in the Greek Ritual of o = o.—P.] + The Name…
…play, its clatter and clangour ! Your one joyyour pride in your cleverness, maybe ! My one joyyou think you are gulling a gaby, And at last, when you strike to the heartif you please ! I riposte with the lightning-flash Pens-tu, mon Bébé ? You foolI will ruin you, turn you adrift, Kick you and spityou are done ! you may shift For yourself as girls doon the streets, on the quays, Till no sot will touch you for a crust or a gift.
… “ Master!" Looms the shadow of disaster. Every hour a man hath said : “That at least is scotched and dead.” Some one circumstance: “ At last That, and its effects, are past." Some one terror—subtle foe! ”I have laid that spectre lawt" They know not, learn not, cannot calculate How subtly Fate Weaves its fine mesh, perceiving how to wait ; Or how accumulate The trifies that shall make it master yet Of the strong soul that bade itself forget. [A ciim rea’ light a'a'wns. BESZ enters, leading four PRo- BATIONERS who hear the Pastas. They ;71066 it b…
… “ Master!" Looms the shadow of disaster. Every hour a man hath said : “That at least is scotched and dead.” Some one circumstance: “ At last That, and its effects, are past." Some one terror—subtle foe! ”I have laid that spectre lawt" They know not, learn not, cannot calculate How subtly Fate Weaves its fine mesh, perceiving how to wait ; Or how accumulate The trifies that shall make it master yet Of the strong soul that bade itself forget. [A ciim rea’ light a'a'wns. BESZ enters, leading four PRo- BATIONERS who hear the Pastas. They ;71066 it b…
…e your thought. A need at Rome for more divines ! The legatewell, God speed him through the Apennines ! 1ST MASK. But here the girls at last come swaying up the stair. And how their tresses cast faint fragrance on the air !
…d everyone else she could think of. “Wrong.” “Wrong.” “Wrong.” "Why,“ she cried, jumping up and facing him, “ it's Professor Zircon! The last person in the world I should have expected to find here ! " She threw her arms round his neck and called him a “ dear silly.” ”Well, what's the news, child ?" " No news. I'm so sorry the chief's dead." “ Doesn’t matter to me. What a pretty flower in your dress! " She had an instinct of sudden and terrible danger; and lied instantly. " I bought it for your buttonhole." And she fastened it there. Professor Zi…