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1911 · PDF PAGE 66

The Vision and the Voice

…Star! And now he is fallen quite to the ground, in a heap, and dust is upon his head; and the throne upon which he sat is shattered into many pieces. And dimly dawning in this unutterable gloom, far, far above, is the face that is the face of a man and of a woman, and upon the brow is a circle, and upon the breast is a circle, and in the palm of the right hand is a circle. Gigantic is his stature, and he hath the Uraeus crown, and the leopard’s skin, and the flaming orange apron of a god. And invisibly about him is Nuit, and in his heart is Had…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 112

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…oice of our lunch. It seemed to us the tribute of inferior emperors. And there was that fellow King Lamus five or six tables away |! The man with him was a Frenchman of obvious distinction, with a big red rosette and a trim aristocratic white moustache and beard. He was some minister or other. I couldn’t quite place him but I’d seen him often enough in the papers: somebody intimate with the president. He had been the principal object of interest before we came in. Our arrival pricked that bubble. Lamus had his back to us, and I supposed he didn…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 551

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

551 {869} him mentally and morally. We had no sooner sat down to lunch than he burst into a torrent of maniacal ejaculations. All this was spouted by a whale answering to the name of "I want Sylvia back". When his breath failed, and he fell back panting like a mad dog, I remarked between mouthfuls, "Righto!" I'll have to get the cabin changed and take a few of Sylvia's things out of my trunk. I think there's nothing else, provided, of course, Sylvia wishes it." The poor man was flabbergasted and Sylvia flew into a royal rage. My contempt for hi…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 225

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 203 A SONNET OF BLASPHEMY. XALTED over earth, from hell arisen, There sits a woman, ruddy with the flame Of men’s blood spilt, and her uncleanly shame, And the thrice-venomous vomit of her prison. She sits as one long dead: infernal calm, Chill hatred, wrap her in their poisonous cold. She careth not, but doth disdainly hold Three scourges for man’s soul, that know no balm. They know not any cure. The first is Life, A well of poison. Sowing dust and dung Over men’s hearts, the second scourge, above All shameful deeds, is L…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 63

Alice: An Adultery

THE FIFTEENTH DAY “ Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.” Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music. Another day rose of unceasing fire : Kisses made monstrous for their sterile storm Maddening with sea-sounds, as of lute or shawm Fluting and clashing in extreme desire ; The silly “ Thus far and no farther,” nigher Each hour to break (poor arbitrary form !) As each kiss bade our bodies wed and warm Give love one chance before its wave retire. Not so : this trial was the tiniest Man ever knew, confronted afterward With giant fear…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 77

Little Poems in Prose

So I replied with all my scorn: “Be off with you; I am not the man to marry the mistress of certain persons whom I will not mention.” Certainly, of so courageous a self-denial I had every right to be proud; but unfortunately I awoke, and all my strength deserted me. “Indeed,” said I to myself, “I must have been very soundly asleep to show such scruples. Ah, if they could return now that I am awake I should not play the prude.” And I called aloud upon them, beseeching them to pardon me; offering to give up my honour as often as must be to deserv…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 66

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… renouncing it, at least do not live up to our assertion; for, we name that which is a reality to a child, and a deceit or illusion to a man, an apparition or a shadow. Thus, little by little, we beget a new reality upon the old reality, a new false- hood upon the old falsehood, namely, that the thing we see is “an illusion” and is not “a reality,” seldom considering that the true difference between the one and the other is but the difference of name. Then after a little do we begin to believe in “the illusion” as firmly and concretely as we on…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 66

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… renouncing it, at least do not live up to our assertion; for, we name that which is a reality to a child, and a deceit or illusion to a man, an apparition or a shadow. Thus, little by little, we beget a new reality upon the old reality, a new false- hood upon the old falsehood, namely, that the thing we see is “an illusion” and is not “a reality,” seldom considering that the true difference between the one and the other is but the difference of name. Then after a little do we begin to believe in “the illusion” as firmly and concretely as we on…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 95

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…tle laugh. “It’s just what I’ve been telling you, Lady Pen- dragon,” he said, as he walked over to the receiver. “I’m a very much wanted man. Every one seems. to want me but the police,” he giggled, ‘“ and they may get on to me any minute now, the Lord knows.” He became suddenly serious as he talked on the phone. “Oh, yes,” he said to the caller. “ Very annoying indeed. What’s that? Four o'clock? All right, ul be round.” He hung up. He came back to us radiant, holding out his hands. “My dear friends,” he said. ‘“ This is a special providence—no…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 128

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ting from the ordinary standpoint, the disappointment itself seemed to add piquancy to the joke. One couldn’t help being grateful to the man for his protecting care. We went into plenty of places where the innocent tourist is considered fair game; and his idiomatic Italian invariably deterred the would-be sportsman. Even at the hotel, he fought the manager over the weekly bill, and compelled him to accept a much lower figure than his dreams had indicated. Of course, most of his time was occupied with keeping watch on the man he was trailing ; a…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 6

The Book of Thoth

…pondences of the Tarot; The Evidence for the Initiated Tradition of the Tarot; I. Eliphaz Levi and the Tarot; 2. The Tarot in the Cipher Manuscripts; 3. The Tarot and the “Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn”; 4. The Nature of the Evidence; Summary of the Questions Hitherto Discussed. II. The Tarot and the Holy Qabalah; The Naples Arrangement; The Tarot and the Formula of Tetragrammaton; The Tarot and the Elements; The Twenty‐two Keys, Atu, or Trumps of the Tarot. III. The Tarot and the Universe; Theories of the Ancients; The Tree of Life; The Na…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 485

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

485 together. Accordingly, on several occasions, I succeeded in telling a man I had never seen before both the house and the day of his birth. I could also judge, now and then, such matters as the angular distance between Sol and Luna, or the aspects and the zodiacal position of other planets. The psychological reactions to these demonstrations were most interesting. Some people were quite unaffected by the most brilliant successes. Some were scared half out of their wits, such as they had. Others again fell prostrate in awed admiration and jum…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 19

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…anished for ever. And we found Coprolite less than chrysolite, Flowers fairer than their food, the ground ; We knew our destiny, saw how Man’s fate is written on his brow, And how our love throughout was hewn And masked and moulded by the moon. XXVIII. AND who is then the moon? Bend close, And clothe me in a silken kiss, And I will whisper to my rose The secret name of Artemis. Words were not needed then: to-day Must I begin what never I thought To do: mould flowers in common clay? Mud casket of mere words is nought, When by love’s miracle we g…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 56

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ojection of our spiritual sublimity. The next two days passed like pantomime. We were married in a dirty little office by a dirty little man. We took back his car to Lamus. I was amused to discover that I had left it standing in the open half over the edge of the lake. I made a million arrangements in a kind of whirling wisdom. Before forty-eight hours had passed we were packed and off for Paris. I did not remember anything in detail. All events were so many base metals fused into an alloy whose name was Excitement. During the whole time we onl…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 267

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…aid. “I’ll explain what I mean on a more convenient occasion. I can see you want to get rid of me; but I know you won’t refuse to help a man out when he’s in trouble like I am.” Lou was all sympathy and tenderness at once; and even in the state in which I was, I was aware of a feeble movement of hate both towards her and him. The factis that the man’s mere presence acted as a powerful stimulant. “It’s only a trifle,” he said, with a curious smile, “just a little literary difficultyin which I find myself. I was hoping you might remember my givin…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 92

White Stains

…od ; we die Fresh from some corpse-clothed memory, some secret redolence of gloom, Some darkling murmurous song of lust quite strange to man and beast and bird, Silent in power, not overheard by any snake that eats the dust : No crimson-hooded viper knows, no silver-crested asp has guessed The strange soft secrets of my breast ; no leprous cobra shall disclose The many-seated, multiform, divine, essential joys that these Dank odours bring, that starry seas wash white in vain ; intense and warm

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1901 · PDF PAGE 118

The Mother’s Tragedy

…ht, nor wisdom, nor knowledge in the grave, whither thou goest.”—-SOLOMON. FOOLISH and a cruel thing is said By the Most High that mocks man’s empty breast, As if the grave were mere eternal rest, Or merest resurrection of the dead. All petty wishes: at the fountain-head, A dead girl’s whisper—I have stooped and pressed My ear unto her heart—her soul confessed That none of life her joy relinquishéd. ““T died the moment when you tore away The bleeding veil of my virginity. The pain was sudden—and the joy was long. Persists that triumphs, keenly,…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 75

Alice: An Adultery

…e shed upon our life, We clung still closer, till the soul ran through Body to body, twined like sunny snakes, Sinlessly knowing we were man and wife. 55

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1912 · PDF PAGE 16

Household Gods

Aurcta. The secret’s in a kiss. Here are no kisses. Here great Artemis Rules; only in the woodland may a man Hide his eyes from her, pledge himself to Pan. Come! through the tangled arches Of cypresses and larches, Stoop; under Artemis we walked upright; But this is Pan’s home, and the House of Night. (They enter the wood. Crassus. So when I stoop, my cheek comes close to yours. Give mea kiss. Autcta. The poisonous apple lures ‘Thus the boy’s mouth. Beware! Crassus. O you ate fairl Fairer than ever! In this tangle of trees, ‘Your hot breath wra…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 28

Household Gods

Crassus. Pan spoke. Autcra. Pan never speaks till man is dumb, And only then if he be like a child Silently curled within its mother's womb, Or feeding at her breast. There is a wild Way also—when his dumbness is of death, And there’s a first and second death. Remember To die so that no god's or ange!’s breath May quicken into life the wasted ember! Crassus. lam dead now. Auta. But I must raise you up. The night grows darker; all Pan's light is gone, And you and I are pledged to sup Upon a secret. Crassus. All your secret shone. [She laughs aga…

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