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… better trial of the powers of a swimmer to let him swim without a cork jacket, notwith- standing the fact that it is a greater trial by far if you order him to leap into the water with a millstone round his neck; but this is scarcely “ cricket,” even if at the last moment you pull him out of the water and restore life by artificial respira- tion. Further, it is not teaching him how to swim, or how to improve his powers of swimming. In the 1°=10° Ritual the Neophyte enters the first sphere of the Elements, the Element of Earth, and is at once l…
… better trial of the powers of a swimmer to let him swim without a cork jacket, notwith- standing the fact that it is a greater trial by far if you order him to leap into the water with a millstone round his neck; but this is scarcely “ cricket,” even if at the last moment you pull him out of the water and restore life by artificial respira- tion. Further, it is not teaching him how to swim, or how to improve his powers of swimming. In the 1°=10° Ritual the Neophyte enters the first sphere of the Elements, the Element of Earth, and is at once l…
Chapter3 TELEKINESIS: BEING THE ART OF MOVING OBJECTS AT A DISTANCE THE Countess Mottich was far more famous than most Prime Ministers or Imperial Chancellors. For, to the great bewilderment of many alleged men of science, she had the power of small objects to move without apparent physical contact. Her first experiments had been with a purblind old person named Oudouwitz, who was in love with her in his senile way. Few people swallowed the published results of his experiiments with her. If convinced they would have been very much startled. For…
…ossibilities of Magick. I had not realized that it was the practical side of spiritual progress. {260} Ultimately, my Magick proved more far-reaching in importance than my mysticism, as will appear in due course. My munshi must have possessed some secret source of information about me. His attitude towards me expressed not merely the servility of the conquered race; it added the childlike timidity of primitive people in presence of occult omnipotence. Having ingratiated himself by all the arts of the courtier, he plucked up courage to request m…
… wife, who had returned to Cairo for the sake of its vice, and he occupied a small flat in the Avenue Matignon ; I was myself living not far away, and about ten oclock we left the Dog, and he suggested that I should walk home with him. Near the Place St. Michel, however, he sud- denly hailed a closed cab it was the depth of winter and motioned me to enter. I was exceed- ingly surprised, for he was fond of walking, and hated travelling in any kind of vehicle. Near the Pont-Neuf he stopped the cab, removed his great blue cloak and coat (an e…
…y took so well that he forgot all about the tide, and soon found him- self cut off from the land. Mansie shouted and shouted, but he was far from any house, and nobody heard him. The water rose until it reached his knees, and then his hips, and then his shoulders. He shouted until he was hoarse, and then gave up all hope of life. But just as the sea was encircling his neck and coming now and then in little ripples to his mouth, just as the sea had almost lifted him from his rock, he felt something grip him by the collar of his coat, and in a fe…
…y took so well that he forgot all about the tide, and soon found him- self cut off from the land. Mansie shouted and shouted, but he was far from any house, and nobody heard him. The water rose until it reached his knees, and then his hips, and then his shoulders. He shouted until he was hoarse, and then gave up all hope of life. But just as the sea was encircling his neck and coming now and then in little ripples to his mouth, just as the sea had almost lifted him from his rock, he felt something grip him by the collar of his coat, and in a fe…
326 The Diary of a Drug Fiend Presently I heard the deep booming of a bell in the far-off cathedral. It was twelve o'clock. He immediately rose and went to the doorway, down the steps and on to the moonlit terrace. He faced the north. In a deep solemn voice he recited what was apparently an invocation. “Hail unto thee who art Ra in thy silence, even unto thee who art Kephra the beetle, that travellest under the heavens in thy bark in the midnight hour of the sun. Tahuti standeth in his splendour at the prow, and Ra-Hoor abideth at the helm. Hai…
…e, and proud of it. Not that he was compulsive or an exponent of conforming to social dictates or the arbitrary whims of current fashion-far from it. He was violently opposed to such conformist attitudes, a true rebel toward that as to almost everything else. (2) Like many of today's generation, he used drugs. He had experimented with many psychedelic agents-with some that are totally unfamiliar to our young folk today. Because of Allan Bennett's asthma, drugs were experimented with to experience relief from the bronchial paroxysms and dyspnoea…
…meant nothing to me any more. I took the same pleasure in recalling them as one has — in reading a melancholy tale. I might almost go so far as to say that the unpleasant incidents were prefer- able to the others. The reason 1s, I think, that they leave a deeper mark on the mind. Our souls have invented our minds, so to speak, with the object of registering conscious experiences, and therefore the more deeply an ex- perience is felt the better our minds are carrying out the intention of our souls. “ Forsitan hac olim memintsse juvabtt,” says AE…
…ry of the monu- ments that crumbled on the crags. “ This place will help you to correct your ideas,” he said, “‘of what is permanent, so far as anything is permanent.” We were indeed filled with a feeling of the futility of human effort as we contemplated the layers of civilisations, and looked down upon that last of them
…do not "mix the planes." A dagger may be sharp or blunt, straight or crooked; it is not "wicked-looking," or even "trusty," except in so far as the quality of its steel makes it so. A cliff is not "frowning" or "menacing." A snow-covered glacier is not "treacherous": to say so means only that Alpine Clubmen and other persons ignorant of mountain craft are unable to detect the position of covered crevasses. All such points you must decide for yourself; the important thing is that you should challenge any such ideas. Above all, do not avoid, or s…
…which he must in the end come, because there is no compensating element in his idea of structure. But then (you ask) how can a man go so far wrong after he has, as an Adeptus Minor, attained the "Knowledge and Conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel"? Recall the passage in the 14th Aethyr, "See where thine Angel hath led Thee," and so on. Perhaps the Black Brother deserts his Angel when he realises the Programme. Perhaps his error was so deeply rooted, from the very beginning, that it was his Evil Genius that he evoked. In such cases the man's …
…tever they are) in the order in which these classes of animal appeared in the world's history. Now J want to put forward a thesis-and as far as I know it is personal to myself, based on my work at Cefalu-to the effect that the mind is constructed on precisely the same lines. You will remember from my note on "Breaks" in meditation how one's gradual improvement in the practice results in the barring-out of certain classes of idea, by classes. The ready-to-hand, recent fugitive thoughts come first, and ftrst they go. Then the events of the previo…
…." There is a highly popular school of "occultists" which is 99 percent an escape-mechanism. The fear of death is one of the bogeys; but far deeper is the root-fear-fear of being alone, of being oneself, of life itself. With this there goes the sense of guilt. The Book of the Law cuts directly at the root of all this calamitous, this infamous tissue of falsehood. What is the meaning of Initiation? It is the Path to the realization of your Self as the sole, the supreme, the absolute of all Truth, Beauty , Purity, Perfection! What is the artistic…
…able arbitrament of Na- ture : the warrior hid his bashful head, and no god altered the dread fiat, uttered even below half- cock : Thus far, and no farther ! My own modest arborvitae, though, as you may guess, shared no such disabilities. Advancing, I showed its quiet dignity to the first lady. This woman, who had so great an influence upon my after life, merits a few words of description. By race a full-blooded Ne- gress, by profession a threepenny-uprighter, by education a woman of singular charm and spiritu- ality, by inclination a sapphist…
…words, this parable is itself an example of an exceedingly subtle black magical operation, and the contemplation of such devices carried far enough brings us to an understanding of the astoundingly ophidian processes of Magicians. Let not
…ious than a dove! With your hair aflame with roses and your lips alight with love! Shall I see you, shall I kiss you once again? I wander far From the sunny land of summer to the icy Polar Star. I shall find you, I shall have you! I am coming back again From the filth and fog to seek you in the sunny land of Spain. I shall find you, my Gitana, my Saliya! as of old With your hair aflame with roses and your body gay with gold. I shall find you, I shall have you, in the summer and the south With our passion in your body and our love upon your month— Wit…
…nd by his oath — as, in a little while, you will be." Lisa read upon the woman's face a smile, as of triumphant malice. It disturbed her far more than Cyril's protest. Was she indeed in a trap? It might be so; then, Cyril, who had tried to save her, was in the trap too. She must go on, if only to be able to save him when opportunity occurred. At present [91] she was wholly in the dark. She could feel the atmosphere of constraint, of subtle and terrible forces in the abyss which she was treading blindfold upon some razor-edge whose supports she …