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THE EQUINOX takes her all her time to manage him and keep the baby out of mischief. Theodore Bugg needs no help of hers in his moral sculpture of the destinies of England. ALEISTER CROWLEY.
THE EQUINOX takes her all her time to manage him and keep the baby out of mischief. Theodore Bugg needs no help of hers in his moral sculpture of the destinies of England. ALEISTER CROWLEY.
…If your mystic becomes Dante, well; if Tennyson, a fig for his trances! But how does this tower of Samadhi stand the assault of Question-time? Is not the idea of Samadhi just as dependent on all the other ideas—man, time, being, thought, logic? If I seek to explain Samadhi by analogy, am I not often found talking as if we knew all about Evolution, and Mathematics, and His- tory? Complex and unscientific studies, mere straws before the blast of our hunchback friend! Well, one of the buttresses is just the small matter of common sense. The other …
…ows and lights of the sky Of existence are centred in you; The cross-jaggéd lightning, the roar of typhoon Are as good as the slumber of time as we swoon With the sun half asleep in the blue. You’re a dream, you're a mystery, empress and slave, You're like life, the inscrutable beat of its wave, You are always the all-unexpected ! When you've promised yourself, then you push me away; When you scorn me, you suddenly kindle and slay ; You hate truth as the lies She rejected! I love you because you are gallant and proud, (Your soul is a sun and yo…
… My pure desires arose and cast out love That flew away, most like a wounded dove, Only the drops were mine its bosom bled, Now the last time it hovers by my head : “ Now the last time I turn and go to her.” The violet smiled at him : his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast ; his eyes Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom His footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and leafy pathways of the wood, Where, in a dell of roses white, she stood. He came to her and looked so …
…n magical evocations it is intensely exalted; but it is still bound by its original conditions. The Ego is still opposed to the non-Ego; time is, if altered in rate, still there; so, too, is Space the sort of Space we are all conscious of. Again, the phenomena observed follow the usual laws of growth and decay. But all true mystical phenomena contradict these conditions. In the first place, the Ego and non-Ego unite explosively, their product having none of the qualities of either. It is precisely such a phenomenon as the direct combination of …
…n magical evocations it is intensely exalted; but it is still bound by its original conditions. The Ego is still opposed to the non-Ego; time is, if altered in rate, still there; so, too, is Space the sort of Space we are all conscious of. Again, the phenomena observed follow the usual laws of growth and decay. But all true mystical phenomena contradict these conditions. In the first place, the Ego and non-Ego unite explosively, their product having none of the qualities of either. It is precisely such a phenomenon as the direct combination of …
…1 am. a.m. 30th. 10.5 am. October. Ist. 5.30 p.m. 9.30 p.m. THE EQUINOX Dharana on Ajna and “Aum Tat Sat Aum” thirty-one minutes. At one time Ajna seemed enormously, perhaps infinitely, elongated. Mantra “Aum Tat Sat Aum” with usual throbbing. Took 210 drops of Laudanum as an experiment under MAitrananda’s guidance. (Absolutely no mental result, and hardly any physical result. I must be most resistant to this drug, which I had never previously taken). Recovering from the Laudanum. Pranayama and Dharana hopeless.* Another month of this great wor…
…1 am. a.m. 30th. 10.5 am. October. Ist. 5.30 p.m. 9.30 p.m. THE EQUINOX Dharana on Ajna and “Aum Tat Sat Aum” thirty-one minutes. At one time Ajna seemed enormously, perhaps infinitely, elongated. Mantra “Aum Tat Sat Aum” with usual throbbing. Took 210 drops of Laudanum as an experiment under MAitrananda’s guidance. (Absolutely no mental result, and hardly any physical result. I must be most resistant to this drug, which I had never previously taken). Recovering from the Laudanum. Pranayama and Dharana hopeless.* Another month of this great wor…
…astic enough to any one who did not realise what I felt, “I will not believe you are deceiving me, but to me it appears as if sufficient time has elapsed since then for all the Pyramids to have crumbled back to dust.” And now, in another life, I remembered that far back in the cycles I had looked at my watch to measure the time through which I passed. The impulse seized me to look again. The minute-hand stood half-way between fifteen and sixteen minutes past eleven. The watch must have stopped ; T held it to my ear: no, it was still going. I ha…
…astic enough to any one who did not realise what I felt, “I will not believe you are deceiving me, but to me it appears as if sufficient time has elapsed since then for all the Pyramids to have crumbled back to dust.” And now, in another life, I remembered that far back in the cycles I had looked at my watch to measure the time through which I passed. The impulse seized me to look again. The minute-hand stood half-way between fifteen and sixteen minutes past eleven. The watch must have stopped ; T held it to my ear: no, it was still going. I ha…
… known to the staff at the offices at 124, Victoria Street. Various meetings are held, lectures given, and experiments carried out, from time to time, which cannot be advertised effectively in a paper appearing at intervals of six months, and those wishing to attend must therefore be privately notified of the dates as they are fixed. It should, moreover, be remembered, that although know- ledge can be imparted through books, skill cannot be attained except by practice; and in most cases it is better that practice should be carried out under ins…
… known to the staff at the offices at 124, Victoria Street. Various meetings are held, lectures given, and experiments carried out, from time to time, which cannot be advertised effectively in a paper appearing at intervals of six months, and those wishing to attend must therefore be privately notified of the dates as they are fixed. It should, moreover, be remembered, that although know- ledge can be imparted through books, skill cannot be attained except by practice; and in most cases it is better that practice should be carried out under ins…
…ut far from indefinite number of thoughts makes an hour’s consciousness. Perhaps powerful and vivid thoughts count for a longer lapse of time than weak ones. Deep sleep passes like an invisible electric discharge. The apparently contrary fact that time seems short when we have been reading an interesting book or performing a pleasant and absorbing task is explained thus; the multitude of impressions is harmonised into one impression. Read an unharmonious and dull book, or an essay like this, and the time appears ineffably long. The other contra…
…ut far from indefinite number of thoughts makes an hour’s consciousness. Perhaps powerful and vivid thoughts count for a longer lapse of time than weak ones. Deep sleep passes like an invisible electric discharge. The apparently contrary fact that time seems short when we have been reading an interesting book or performing a pleasant and absorbing task is explained thus; the multitude of impressions is harmonised into one impression. Read an unharmonious and dull book, or an essay like this, and the time appears ineffably long. The other contra…
…e who did make the experiment successfully, I went to pass the evening at the house of an intimate friend. In music and conversation the time passed pleasantly. The clock struck ten, reminding me that three hours had elapsed since the dose was taken, and as yet not an unusual symptom had appeared. I was provoked to think that this trial was as fruitless as its predecessors. Ha! what means this sudden thrill? A shock, as of some unimagined vital force, shoots without warning through my entire frame, leaping to my fingers’ ends, piercing my brain…
…e who did make the experiment successfully, I went to pass the evening at the house of an intimate friend. In music and conversation the time passed pleasantly. The clock struck ten, reminding me that three hours had elapsed since the dose was taken, and as yet not an unusual symptom had appeared. I was provoked to think that this trial was as fruitless as its predecessors. Ha! what means this sudden thrill? A shock, as of some unimagined vital force, shoots without warning through my entire frame, leaping to my fingers’ ends, piercing my brain…
6 THE MOTHER’S TRAGEDY CORA remains thinking. I was no bolder twenty years ago! Time, Time, thou maker and destroyer both, Only in resurrection hast no part! | Broods. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. How light and how agreeable, Paved pathway to the gate of hell! See how all virtues, graces, shine, Till woman half appears divine! But I am waiting, watching still The treason of the powers of ill. Soft, moveless, as a tigress glides, Strange laughing devilry abides Its hour to poison. How they gloat, The fiends, upon her lips and throat! They touch her heart,…
78 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. SYNTHESIS. HEN I think of the hundreds of women I have loved from time to time, White throats and living bosoms where a kiss might creep or climb, Smooth eyes and trembling fingers, faint lips or mur- derous hair, All tunes of love’s own music, most various and rare ; When I look back on life, as a mariner on the deep Sees, tranced, the white wake foaming, fancies the nereids weep ; As, on a mountain summit in the thunders and the snow, I look to the shimmering valley and weep : I loved you so ! For a moment cease the win…
…ation, the one or the many, it is taught to work its way into one narrow groove, and like the water in a drain or a gutter to flow for a time unobtrusively between dignified cobbles and over re- spectable cement, and then to vanish as genteelly as possible underground. Sometimes there is a stoppage ; too much filth has accumu- lated, and it refuses all conventional methods of being removed. Then comes a flood—a revolution—for a time there is a nasty mess, but soon the filth is washed away, and once again the drainage flows humbly down its custo…