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1906 · PDF PAGE 117

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ee the haze lift on the water-way, To where the nenuphar And hidden headlands loom again. Sleeps for her couch. All darkness dreams ‘The thing that is not, only seems. JASON. I know That star upon the serpent’s head Is called the soul of man : That light in shadows subtly shed The glamour of life’s plan. The sea whereon that lotus grows Is thought’s abyss of tears and woes. Leave Sirenusa ! Even Greece Forget ! they are not there! By worship cometh not the Peace, The Silence not by prayer ! Leave the illusions, life and time And death, and seek…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 68

Konx Om Pax

…dy is none the worse for the stab to her silly vanity; and though she may be angry or sulky, she will remember it in your favour when anything serious turns up. Bowlqy. You dog! You devil 1 You Machiavellian satyrl On my word, sir—words fail me. Bones. One thing more—it’s the first truth that ’s diflicult to tell; the habit is easily acquired. Bowley. You know what an expert liar I have always been. You know my capacity for making a full and true confession of countless crimes without enlightening a soul. You know my shameless maxim, “ Tell the t…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 210

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…hat’s most symbolic in The Garden of Allah, where the monk who cannot ride takes a stallion out into the desert, determined to fight the thing out to a finish. Basil was not moved by the savage spite of Peter. He refused to be provoked. Whenever he got a chance to put a word in, he simply asserted the purpose of his visit. He did not even take the trouble to deny the main accusation. It tired Peter to dash himself so uselessly against the cliff of Basil’s contempt. I don’t mean that it was contempt, either, but his calm kindness was bound to be…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 279

Magick Without Tears

…sar, or Shakespeare, or-oh! always one very great gun! Well, fifty or sixty years ago or more there was a regular vogue for this sort of thing, especially among women. It was usually Cleopatra or Mary Queen of Scots or Marie Antoinette: something regal and tragic preferred, but un surpassable beauty the prime essential as one would expect. Of the Mary Queen of Scots persuasion was old Lady Caithness, who seems moreover to have had a sense of humour into the bargain, for she gave a dinner-party in Paris to twelve other ladies, each of whom had a…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 418

Magick Without Tears

…est declines; you find yourself indifferent to the entire proceedings. After a few nights you can no longer distinguish between the real thing and your own private and peculiar Brock's Benefit. The fear will have vanished; familiarity breeds contempt. Finally, one is no longer even aware that the boys are out again on a lark. Incidentally, one may draw a quite close parallel between these four stages and those accompanying Samadhi (Probably listed in Mrs. Rhys David's book on Buddhist Psychology, or in Warren's bran-tub or translations from the…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 254

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

But the best thing in the book is the last quatrain of its epilogue: 6 Nowa stream to ford and a stile to clamber;. Last theinn, a book, and a quiet corner... Fresh as Spring, there kisses me on the forehead Sleep, like a sister.”” —The Academy, ‘©The Tale of Archais’ describes the meeting and love of _ Archais, daughter of Lamia and Charicles, and the means by which, with Aphrodite's aid, they eventually succeededin averting the curse of Zeus. ‘A Gentleman of the University of Cambridge’ wields a powerful pen, and much of his work is exceeding…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 373

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…perhaps hovering over London and Scotland Yard and my dear old house in which I was so happy—but . . . Mec scive fas est omnia. The only thing I am certain of is that I was either planed to fit the coffin, or the coffin to fit me; and then I;woke up. Iwas on board a sea- or air-ship. Believe me, she was in great danger. However, this would prove a useless narrative. The floating machinery suffered, was nearly wrecked; the crew suffered, nearly perished; I suffered, and nearly died. After the storm was over I found myself on the shore of this is…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 373

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…perhaps hovering over London and Scotland Yard and my dear old house in which I was so happy—but . . . Mec scive fas est omnia. The only thing I am certain of is that I was either planed to fit the coffin, or the coffin to fit me; and then I;woke up. Iwas on board a sea- or air-ship. Believe me, she was in great danger. However, this would prove a useless narrative. The floating machinery suffered, was nearly wrecked; the crew suffered, nearly perished; I suffered, and nearly died. After the storm was over I found myself on the shore of this is…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 121

Diary of a Drug Fiend

Vedere Napoli e poi—pro patrid—mori 107 most ordinary things about the journey. I didn’t even know in which direction we were travelling, whether the Alps came next, or which tunnel we were taking; whether we passed tarough Florence, or the difference between Geneva and Genoa. Those who are familiar with the route will realise how hopelessly my mind was entangled. I hardly knew morn- ing from evening. I have described things with absolute confidence which could not possibly have taken place. We kept on getting up and looking at the map on the p…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 126

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…, they’re right in a way, there are quite a lot of chaps that wouldn't know how to use it, might get a bit above themselves and give something away—you know how it is.” So we left him quietly smoking, and went back to our own little cubby and had the most glorious night, whispering imaginary intrigues which somehow lent stronger wing to the real rapture of our love. We neither of us slept. We simply sailed through the darkness to find the dawn caressing the crest of Posilippo and the first glint of sunrise signalling ecstatic greetings to the b…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 48

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…e sport. For a number of weeks I slept in a Mummery tent on one of the traverses. It was my first experience of camp life, which is, one thing with another, the best life I know. The mere feeling of being in the fresh air under the stars when one goes to sleep, and of waking at dawn because it is dawn, raises one's animal life ipso facto to the level of poetry. There have always been in me two quite incompatible personalities with regard to my judgment of men and in practical matters. One of them possesses great instinctive shrewdness partaking…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 84

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…hiver. “You've read the Mystics, Sir Peter?” interrupted Feccles. “Y’m afraid not, my dear man,’ I replied. “ Fact is, I haven't read anything much unless I had to.” ““T went into it rather for a couple of years,” he returned, and then stopped short and flushed. The thought had apparently called up some very unpleasant memories. He tried to cover his corfusion by volubility, and began an elaborate exposition of the tenets of St. Teresa, Miguel de Molinos, and several others celebrated in that line. “The main point, you see,” he recapitulated fi…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 110

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… right for you. Fifteen grains is one gramme, and a thousand grammes is a kilogramme, and a kilogramme is two point two pounds. The only thing I’m not sure about is whether it’s a sixteen- ounce pound or a twelve-ounce pound. But I don’t see what it matters anyway, if you’ve got a pound of snow or H. you can go on for a long while, but apparently it’s rather awkward orchestrating them. Quain says that people accustomed to opium and its derivatives can take an enormous amount of cocaine without any bother. In the ordinary way, half a grain of co…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 42

The Stratagem and Other Stories

… sense. If I am immortal, what is the difference between a long time and a short time? A thousand years and a day are obviously the same thing from the point of view of “for ever.” There is a subconscious clock in us, a clock wound up by the experience of the race to go for seventy years or so. Five minutes is a very long time to us if we are waiting for an omnibus, an age if we are waiting for a lover, nothing at all if we are pleasantly engaged or sleeping.1 We think of seven years as a long time in connection with penal servitude; as a negli…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 214

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…oin and cocaine to people. It’s only a passing fashion, of course, but while it’s on, one’s really out of it if one doesn’t do the right thing.” McCall got out of the chair at his desk, and drew up a little tapestried stool close to mine. “T see, I see,” he muttered confidentially, taking my hand and beginning to stroke it gently, “ but you know, it’s very hard to get.” “It is for us poor outsiders,” I lamented, ‘‘ but not for you.” He rolled back my sleeve, and moved his hand up and down inside of my forearm. I resented the familiarity acutely…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 349

Diary of a Drug Fiend

The True Will 335 what he means by “ Do what thou wilt.” I wonder what my true will is? Is there really such a thing at all? My mathematics tells me that there must be. However many forces there may be at work, one can always find their resultant. But this was all terribly vague. The desire to take heroin was clear-cut. It no longer produced any particular effect to take it. Now that I was getting down to two or three doses a day, at the most, it seemed as though there were no particular object in taking it, even as dulling the craving for it. …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 21

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…where did you get the—the—the—Damn it all, what d'ye call it?—the—ay! that's it!—the model for this vile, filthy, lewd, obscene, lustful thing? Damn it! you're as bad as Cousin Jenny! (Cousin Jenny was a blot on the scutcheon of the Buggs). You're a harlot, miss!” And then, with an awful change as the truth came home to him: “O my God! O my God! Damn it!” he screamed, “how did you get the keys of my little safe?” The girl had frozen colder than the stone, but there was a new light in her eye, and if the curl of a lip could tread a worm into the…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 351

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…to stop taking it. 27. Claude Farrére’s story of Rodolphe Hafner. Suppose I take all this pains to stop drugs and then get cancer or something right away, what a fool I shall feel| “Help you at all? ”’ asked Lamus. Well, honestly, it did not. I had thought out most of those things for myself at one time or another ; and I seemed to have got past them. It’s a curious thing that once you've written down a reason you diminish its value. You can’t go on using the same reason in- definitely. That fact tends to prove that the alleged reason is artifi…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 74

Magick Without Tears

…lema, even should we concur in this doctrine theoretically, cannot admit that in practice the plan would work out; our aim is that our Nothing, ideally perfect as it is in itself, should enjoy itself through realizing itself in the fulfillment of all possibilities. All such phenomena or "point-events" are equally "illusion"; Nothing is always Nothing; but the projection of Nothing on this screen of the phenomenal does not only explain, but constitutes, the Universe. It is the only system which reconciles all the contradictions inherent in Thoug…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 208

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ulish; slavish, menial and to the top of the hill before Hebron, and saying: “My good boy, if you ever intend becoming strong, the first thing you must do is to buy a pair of my four pound dumb-bells and my sixpenny book on physical culture.” * The Buddha (it is true) did not encourage bloodshed, in spite of his having died from an overfeed of pork, but as Mr. A. Crowley has said, many of his present-day followers are quite capable of killing their own brothers for five rupees. The Western theory that Buddhists are lambs and models of virtue is…

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