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…nking. Naked and unashamed! In some countries there has already been compulsory listening-in to Government programmes; and who knows how long it will be before we
…sult in a Jekyll-Hyde effect. Stevenson suggests that man may be discovered to be a “mere polity” of many individuals. The sages knew it long since. But the name of this polity is Choronzon,1 mob rule, unless every individ ual is absolutely disciplined to serve his own, and the common, purpose without friction. 1 [See Liber 418, Tenth Aithyr.] 2 [Matthew 18:9, Mark 9:47.] It is of course better to expel or destroy an irreconcilable. “If thine eye offend thee, cut it out.”1 2 The error in the interpreta tion of this doctrine has been that it h…
…utmost pain that I was able to communicate with him at all. I cross-examined him, of course very severely, as to his religion. It took a long time for him to grasp my meaning; but ultimately he reassured me as to his creed, which was this: "John Wesley all same God." He was so besotted with drink and drugs that his human qualities, if he ever possessed any, were completely in abeyance. His name was soon corrupted into "Janwar" --- which is Hindustani for "wild animal". The journey to Yunnanfu was unique in my life in one important respect. I be…
…ly excited beast, he had fainted : but the camels joy-junket still spurted through the fistulae of that bubbling arse- hole, and with a long and regular swing the Ship of the Desert continued his fascinating exercise. The Archbishop will go on like this all night, said a sweet voice behind me. I turned, and saw Leila, the black-bumboed blouzabella of his boy- hood. Come with me, she added, I can still beat you at cuddle-my-cuddie. She saw me hesitate, [47]
…aith.” She got up from the sofa and went across to his chair. She threw herself at his feet, and buried her face in his knees; while her long arms reached up and groped for his face to stroke it. He patted her head affectionately. “ Yes,”’ he said, ‘‘ we’re free, and I'll keep my promise.
THE EQUINOX THE SELKIE THAT DEUD NO’ FORGET A long time ago, one Mansie Meur was gathering limpets at the ebb tide, off Hackness, when he heard a strange sound coming from the rocks some distance off. Sometimes it would be like the sob of a woman, and sometimes louder, like the cry of a dying cow, but it was always a most pitiful sound. For a while Mansie could see nothing except a big seal close in to the rocks, who was craning his neck above the surface, and peering at acreek some distance off. And Mansie noticed that the seal was not frighte…
THE EQUINOX THE SELKIE THAT DEUD NO’ FORGET A long time ago, one Mansie Meur was gathering limpets at the ebb tide, off Hackness, when he heard a strange sound coming from the rocks some distance off. Sometimes it would be like the sob of a woman, and sometimes louder, like the cry of a dying cow, but it was always a most pitiful sound. For a while Mansie could see nothing except a big seal close in to the rocks, who was craning his neck above the surface, and peering at acreek some distance off. And Mansie noticed that the seal was not frighte…
… us. It was rather like sitting at a Wagner opera. There were some thrilling moments, of course, but most of the time we were bored with long and monotonous passages like the dialogue between Wotan and Erde. We.wanted to be by ourselves ; no one else could keep up with the rush. | The difference between sleep and waking, again, was diminished, no, almost abolished. The period of sleep was simply like a brief distraction of attention, and even our dreams continued the exaltation of our love. The importance of any incident was negligible. In the …
…he Book of the Sacred Magic of Abramelin the Mage, and any of the works of Eliphaz Levi. But that's all. But-I suppose you knew all this long ago. It may help if I try to expound the essence of these two Methods in very simple language, and very different language. By contrast and comparison, you should be able, without reading even one of all those books. to get a perfectly clear idea in perspective of "what's coming to you!" The process of analysing, developing and controlling the mind is the essence of all Yoga practices. Magick explores and…
…when the refractive index of his environment deceives his vision. I do not know whether it is fair to say that I am callous, whether the long torture of my patient silent struggle against the tyrants of my boyhood case-hardened me against the world. I do not know how far the habit of concentration and the peculiar selective action of my memory has deadened my sensibilities, for I am as indifferent to most impressions as the holiest hermit could desire. I have become almost incapable of registering conscious impressions unless they pass the cens…
… him there. Cold! cold! [Snzfs.] A pretty letter. [Zhrozws it aside.) Andrew ! some more logs. [Her ANDREW.] I expect company. [Chuckles long.] The old Burgundy, Andrew. [#xz¢ ANDREW.] I propose to squeeze Duke Charles’ grapes, though fate and my age forbid me a smack at his forces — neu sinas Medos equttare tnultos—but our good King is no Augustus. [Strikes gong. Enter PRIEST quietly and quickly, ALAIN does not turn round, Good evening, father. All is ready? PRIEST. All, my lord. 1 This play has been publicly performed within the United Kingdo…
…I can see. The slaying of any of these thoughts often leaves their echoes gradually dying away. Now that we have come to the end of this long chapter, let us turn back on the upward slope and survey the road which winds beneath us, and lose not heart when but little of it can be seen, for the mountain’s side is steep, and the dis- tance from our last halting-place seems so short, not on account of our idleness, but because of the many twists and turnings that the road has taken since we left our last camp below, when the sun was rising and all …
…I can see. The slaying of any of these thoughts often leaves their echoes gradually dying away. Now that we have come to the end of this long chapter, let us turn back on the upward slope and survey the road which winds beneath us, and lose not heart when but little of it can be seen, for the mountain’s side is steep, and the dis- tance from our last halting-place seems so short, not on account of our idleness, but because of the many twists and turnings that the road has taken since we left our last camp below, when the sun was rising and all …
…” said Lamus, in a soft voice, “she includes us all in her sublime disdain.” Lou was sitting on the arm of the couch ; her ivory- white, long crooked fingers groping the dark girl’s hair. Somehow or other I felt nauseated; I was uneasy,
…f indignation and disgust. The stench of the cesspool of calumny will offend his nostrils and he will insist on restoring equilibrium by long reviving inhalations of the perfume of my personality. The other event was that a seed which had long slept in darkness suddenly shot up into the light. My proposal that Sullivan should devote his mathematical abilities to demonstrating the sublimity of the origin of The Book of the Law having failed, I bethought me of Norman Mudd. Since the skirmish at Cambridge, he had sunk below the horizon, having emi…
…hest!” And, not in- frequently, end in silent meditation within the illusive walls of Wormwood Scrubbs. The East, like the West, has for long lain under the spell of that potent but Middle-class Magician—St. Shame- faced sex; and the whole of its literature swings between the two extremes of Paederasty and Brahmacharya. Even the great science of Yoga has not remained unpolluted by his breath, so that in many cases to avoid shipwreck upon Scylla the Yogi has lost his life in the eddying whirlpools of Charybdis. The Yogis claim that the energies …
…hest!” And, not in- frequently, end in silent meditation within the illusive walls of Wormwood Scrubbs. The East, like the West, has for long lain under the spell of that potent but Middle-class Magician—St. Shame- faced sex; and the whole of its literature swings between the two extremes of Paederasty and Brahmacharya. Even the great science of Yoga has not remained unpolluted by his breath, so that in many cases to avoid shipwreck upon Scylla the Yogi has lost his life in the eddying whirlpools of Charybdis. The Yogis claim that the energies …
… dead planet that revolveth no more. So the far-seeing, the far-darting hawk is poised passionless in the blue; so also the ibis that is long of limb meditateth soli- tary in the sign of Sulphur. Behold, I stand ever before the Eternal One in the sign of the Enterer. And by virtue of my speech is he wrapped about in silence, and he is wrapped in mystery by me, who am the Unveiler of the Mysteries. And although I be truth, yet do they call me rightly the God of Lies, for speech is two-fold, and truth is one. Yet I stand at the centre of the spid…
…went sailing down the street to the Wisteria, where you can get real French coffee and real English bacon. We looked at ourselves in the long mirror. We
… would fight in the Revolution but would suffer no harm; later, he would be wounded fighting a foreign enemy, but would recover and live long. The Bolshevik did not really believe what he had seen, although he was certain that he had seen it, I mean that he explained it by hypnotism or auto-suggestion or something of the kind; but it was true, he said, that he passed unscathed through the Revolution and the Civil War and was wounded in the Polish War when the Red Army recovered Kiev. So also we are most fortunate in possessing the account almos…