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…ing him, the Demon proceeded, after a short delay.) They have called me the God of laughter, and I laugh when I will slay. And they have thought that I could not 94
… last—thou seest !—(he said), a lie of Hell’s, and all a partial course of the great circle of whirling dust (stirred by the iron rod of thought) that men call wisdom. So I looked deep in his beauty, and beheld its truth. The life of that fair youth was as a whiz of violent little whirls, helical coils of emptiness, grey curls of misty and impalpable stuff, torn, crooked, all ways and none at once, but ever pressed in idiot circles ; and one thing he lacked, now I looked from afar again, was rest. Thence I with- drew my sight, the eyeballs crac…
…r Still sleeping, moonlight for a dower, And bridal wreaths of willows. And there I laid me down again: The stream flowed softly by: And thought the last time upon pain, Earth’s joy—the sad permuted strain Of tears and ecstasy. And there the dream came floating past Borne in an ivory boat, And all the world sighed low ‘‘ At last.” The shallop waited while I cast My languid limbs afloat To drift with eyelids skyward turned Up to the shadowy dream Shaped like a Jover’s face, that burned ; To drift toward the soul that yearned For this—the hour su…
…that thou attain to the Sacra- ment of the Graal in the Chapel of Abominations. 12. And beholdl if by stealth thou keep unto thyself one thought of thine, then shalt thou be cast out into the abyss for ever; and thou shalt be the lonely one, the eater of dung, the afflicted in the Day of Be—with—Us. 13. Yeal verily this is the Truth, this is the Truth, this is the Truth. Unto thee shall be granted joy and health and wealth and wisdom when thou art no longer thou. 14. Then shall every gain be a new sacrament, and it shall not defile thee; thou sha…
…that thou attain to the Sacra- ment of the Graal in the Chapel of Abominations. 12. And beholdl if by stealth thou keep unto thyself one thought of thine, then shalt thou be cast out into the abyss for ever; and thou shalt be the lonely one, the eater of dung, the afflicted in the Day of Be—with—Us. 13. Yeal verily this is the Truth, this is the Truth, this is the Truth. Unto thee shall be granted joy and health and wealth and wisdom when thou art no longer thou. 14. Then shall every gain be a new sacrament, and it shall not defile thee; thou sha…
…raightforward statement of a practical character. When a man is meditating and finds himself interfered with by some particular class of thought, he does not want to know about the glory of the Buddha and the advantages of the Dhamma and the frater- nal piety of the Sangha. He wants to know how to stop those thoughts arising, and the only person who can help him to do that is a Teacher who has been troubled by those same thoughts, and learnt how to stop them in his own case. For one Teacher who knows his subject at all, there are at least ten t…
…25am. 1057}am. Ajna 32m. 308s. 20 breaks. [With Mantra. Throbbing at once. “Invaders” nearly all irrational. Strong sub-current of swift thought noted. Quite the old times! Excel- lent: I require less food and less literary work. I wonder if it would be worth while to try irritation of skin over Ajna with tincture of Iodine.] In30am. 1155am. Ajna 25m. 20 breaks. 9.36 p.m. 9.514pm. Ajna 15m. 30s. 20 breaks, Ill.* 10.57a.m. 11.4 a.m. Pranayama 7m. Nose not clear, i16am, i1n18am. Ajna 2m, 6 breaks. [Hyperaesthesia of sense. Various sounds disturbe…
…25am. 1057}am. Ajna 32m. 308s. 20 breaks. [With Mantra. Throbbing at once. “Invaders” nearly all irrational. Strong sub-current of swift thought noted. Quite the old times! Excel- lent: I require less food and less literary work. I wonder if it would be worth while to try irritation of skin over Ajna with tincture of Iodine.] In30am. 1155am. Ajna 25m. 20 breaks. 9.36 p.m. 9.514pm. Ajna 15m. 30s. 20 breaks, Ill.* 10.57a.m. 11.4 a.m. Pranayama 7m. Nose not clear, i16am, i1n18am. Ajna 2m, 6 breaks. [Hyperaesthesia of sense. Various sounds disturbe…
… as an evening star. And the light thereof shineth even unto the earth, and bringeth hope and help to them that dwell in the darkness of thought, and drink of the poison of life. Fifty are the gates of under- standing, and one hundred and six are the seasons thereof. And the name of every season is death. During all this speech, the figure of the angel has dwindled and flickered, and now it is gone out. And I come back in the body, rushing like a flame in a great wind. And the shew-stone has become warm, and in it is its own light. Bou-saada, D…
… as an evening star. And the light thereof shineth even unto the earth, and bringeth hope and help to them that dwell in the darkness of thought, and drink of the poison of life. Fifty are the gates of under- standing, and one hundred and six are the seasons thereof. And the name of every season is death. During all this speech, the figure of the angel has dwindled and flickered, and now it is gone out. And I come back in the body, rushing like a flame in a great wind. And the shew-stone has become warm, and in it is its own light. Bou-saada, D…
…iously and joyously than like a stone; but lam on my guard. I will return to plain politics and common sense. Our Founder, then, when he thought over this matter from a purely practical standpoint, remembered those institutions with which he was familiar, which flourished. He bethought him of monasteries like Monsalvat, of uni- versities like Cambridge, of golf clubs like Hoylake, of social clubs like the Cocoa-Tree, of co-operative societies, and, having sojourned in America, of Trusts. In his mind he expanded each of these to its 1 power, he …
…oth frightfully wretched when we got there. (I can’t get my hands and feet warm, and there’s something wrong with my writing). Peter Pan thought it best to remind him in a jocular way about his remark that we were to come when we needed him, and then introduced the subj ect of what we needed. But he took the words brutally out of our - mouths. “You needn't tell me what you need,” he said. “ The lack is only too obvious.” He said it in a non-committal way so that we couldn’t take offence; but we knew instinctively he meant brains. However, Peter…
…im to understand one part of the Spirit of the Master. The Voice of the Swan. A U M G N : through the Bornless, through the Eternal, the Thought of the Master goeth, afloat in the Aethyr. The Voice of the Phoenix. A L : not to be burned, not to be quenched, the Soul of the Master bathes in the Fire of Nature, and is refreshed.
his Grace to accord him the favour of an inter- view. His Grace thought the occasion insuffi- cient ; he suggested that a note in the Society col- umn would meet all demands. The reporter reminded him of the system of payment by the line. I am myself paid so much a lie ! retorted the cleric, witty even after such a night as he had spent. But I see your point ! di- recting a sly glance at the newsmans disordered toi- let. May I order you a closed fly ? he added with a twinkle. But the reporter was hard at work scribbling down these …
…at every moment a soldier is slain by a hunchback; but as we retire there is always a soldier just by us. Until the end. The end? Buddha thought the supply of hunchbacks infinite ; but why should not the soldiers them- selves be infinite in number? However that may be, here is the point; it takes a moment for a hunchback to kill his man, and the farther we get from our base the longer it takes. You may crumble to ashes the dream-world of a boy, as it were, between your fingers; but before you can bring the physical universe tumbling about a man…
…t was inconceivable, but the colossal roar that filled the universe, and rent my brain also, which blotted out in one instant all sense, thought, and being. In an instant I felt my life extinguisned, but knew that it was by annihilation, not by death. When I awoke out of the hasheesh state I was as over- whelmed to find myself still in existence as a dead man of the last century could be were he now suddenly restored to earth. For a while, even in perfect consciousness, I believed I was still dreaming, and to this dayI have so little lost the m…
…t was inconceivable, but the colossal roar that filled the universe, and rent my brain also, which blotted out in one instant all sense, thought, and being. In an instant I felt my life extinguisned, but knew that it was by annihilation, not by death. When I awoke out of the hasheesh state I was as over- whelmed to find myself still in existence as a dead man of the last century could be were he now suddenly restored to earth. For a while, even in perfect consciousness, I believed I was still dreaming, and to this dayI have so little lost the m…
… the true light seems to have no right to be. They content themselves with phosphorescent visions, abortions of light, hallucinations of thought; and, loving these phantoms, fear the day which will put them to flight, because they feel that, the day not being made for their eyes, they would fall back into a deeper darkness. It is thus that fools first fear, then calumniate, insult, pursue and condemn the sages. One must pity them, and pardon them, for they know not what they do. True light rests and satisfies the soul; hallucination, on the con…
… the true light seems to have no right to be. They content themselves with phosphorescent visions, abortions of light, hallucinations of thought; and, loving these phantoms, fear the day which will put them to flight, because they feel that, the day not being made for their eyes, they would fall back into a deeper darkness. It is thus that fools first fear, then calumniate, insult, pursue and condemn the sages. One must pity them, and pardon them, for they know not what they do. True light rests and satisfies the soul; hallucination, on the con…
…ailed myself of the rule which permits us to leave the table without ceremony. I would go back to the other house and work. But a sudden thought struck me just as I got outside the door. I sat down again on the stone seats, whipped out a note-book and began my calculations. I saw my way to a solution, jotted down my idea, and snapped the book to in triumph. It was then that I became aware that Big Lion was putting a cigar in my mouth, and that everybody was crowding around me and shaking hands. Was this another of the buffoon’s stupid jokes? “T…