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1910 · PDF PAGE 100

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…of energy, and like burning gold, know this Kundalini to be the power (Shakti) of Vishnu; it is the mother of the three qualities—Satwa (good) Rajas (indifference), and Tamas (bad). 60. There, beautiful like the Bandhuk flower, is placed the seed of love; it is brilliant like burnished gold, and is described in Yoga as eternal. 61. The Sushumna also embraces it, and the beautiful seed is there; there it rests shining brilliantly like the autumnal moon, with the luminosity of millions of suns, and the coolness of millions of moons. O Goddess! Th…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 100

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…of energy, and like burning gold, know this Kundalini to be the power (Shakti) of Vishnu; it is the mother of the three qualities—Satwa (good) Rajas (indifference), and Tamas (bad). 60. There, beautiful like the Bandhuk flower, is placed the seed of love; it is brilliant like burnished gold, and is described in Yoga as eternal. 61. The Sushumna also embraces it, and the beautiful seed is there; there it rests shining brilliantly like the autumnal moon, with the luminosity of millions of suns, and the coolness of millions of moons. O Goddess! Th…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 193

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… He divideth Wood therewith against himself, hewing him into many small pieces, so that he hath no longer any strength against His will. Good; then taketh He the Fire of our Father the Sun, and setteth it directly in battle array against that Water by His army of Wood that he hath con- quered and drilled, building it up into a phalanx like unto a Cone, that is the noblest of all solid figures, being the Image of the Holy Phallus Itself, and combineth in himself the Right Line and the Circle. Thus, son, dealeth He; and the Fire kindleth the Wood…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 30

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…pugnant to the better regulated type of mid-Victorian mind, the best thing you can do is to sleep with your forefathers. So that’s that. Good-night. I told you that Lou was “ quite an ordinary and not a particularly attractive girl.” Remember that this was the first thought of my “ carnal mind” which, as St. Paul says, is ‘‘ enmity against God.” My real first impression had been the tremendous psychological experience for which all words are inadequate. Seated by her side, at leisure to look while she babbled, I found my carnal mind reversed on…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 41

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… Top ! 27 But my physical body was lifting me. It was the same old, wild exhilaration that one gets from rising from the ground on one’s good days. I found myself in the middle of the floor without knowing how I had got there. I, too, was walking on air. Lou turned, her mouth a scarlet orb, as I have seen the sunset over Belgium, over the crinkled line of shore, over the dim blue mystic curve of sea and sky; with the thought in my mind beating in tune with my excited heart. We didn’t miss the arsenal this time. I was the arsenal too. I had expl…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 284

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… that there was any real diminution. For one thing, taking the stuff by the nose, you can’t tell exactly how much you are getting, and a good deal of what you take is wasted. But the whole atmosphere had changed. We had been taking it till now in a steady, regular manner. It had become a continuous performance. But this morning each patch of craving and each dose were definite incidents. The homogeneity of the vice had been broken up into sections. The dull monotony of the drug had developed dramatic qualities. We were reminded of our early exp…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 307

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…I tittered. ‘“ They'll have a horrible lunch on cream buns and watercress and mince pies and champagne and go shopping after- wards like good little millionairesses.”’ “ Yes, indeed,” said Platt heartily and quite genuinely, “they’re that all right. As for us, we'll lunch at Sweeting’s on oysters and stout and drink to the prosperity of Parliamentary Institutions.”’ I laughed at the little. joke, like a madman, and shouted wildly :— “ Comein, girls, and hear the news. We're all going to be elected to the Diamond Dog-collar Club.”

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1929 · PDF PAGE 56

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ality in the sense of the world which is ordinarily understood in Anglo- Saxondom. Women never let ideals interfere with their practical good sense. They are also influenced by selfishness; it is natural to them to put the interests of their children before their own. Men, on the other hand, are hard to convince. When forced to analyse the situation, they arrive not at a reason but at a prejudice, and this is purely the brainless bestial lust for exclusive possession. Anthropology proves these theorems thoroughly. The first step in civilization…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 35

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ence at that. My only suggestion is that she detested snakes for Freudian reasons; she had probably met them in dreams and had therefore good reason (from her point of view) for identifying them with the devil in his most objectionable form. My mother was naturally a rather sensual type of woman and there is not doubt that sexual repression had driven her as nearly as possible to the borders of insanity. My cousin Agnes had a house in Dorset Square. My mother took me to tea there one afternoon. A copy of Dr. Pascal was in the room. The word "Zo…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 127

Konx Om Pax

… the room. Only Arthur Gray never smiled. The big man looked at him. What is it? he said sharply. We are all Gods! (said Arthur) knowing good and evil, and that which is beyond. But I love Holbein House and London—dear vile London! What can I do? And he began moumfully to recite:

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1954 · PDF PAGE 95

Magick Without Tears

…nly explanation of how a "Perfect Being" could create a world in which war, evil, etc., exist. God is only an appearance, because (/ike "good") it cannot affect the substance itself, but only multiply its combinations. This is something the same as mystic monotheism; but the objection to that theory is that God has to create things which are all parts of himself, so that their interplay is false. If we presuppose many elements, their interplay is natural. It is no objection to this theory to ask who made the elements-the elements are at least t…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 88

The Law is for All

…She formulates in order that She may be known. 5. Behold! the rituals of the old time are black. Let the evil ones be cast away; let the good ones be purged by the prophet! Then shall this Knowledge go aright. Commentary: The “old time” is the /Eon of the Dying God. Some of his rituals are founded on an utterly false metaphysic and cosmogony; but others are based on Truth. We mend these, and end those. This “Knowledge” is the initiated Wisdom of this /Eon of Horus. See Book 4, Part III, for an account of the new principles of Magick. Note that …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 209

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…cts in some way preferable to sterner sense and virtue, and yet I know that I am wrong from every point of view. It does not do ultimate good to anyone concerned to shut one's eyes to the facts or to try to dodge one's creditors. {351} 44 I must give an instance or two of the astounding character of my memory. It is absolutely first rate wherever my true interests are concerned, and also first rate in a very different sense, in elimination other things so as not to overload the mind. But --- I think it was on returning to Boleskine from Paris a…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 24

The Scented Garden

… without any question of symbol at all, is perhaps not so incompatible with the virtues, religious, so- cial, moral, and domestic, as by good compatriots make such a point of asserting with a fine show of disgust and indignation, thereby lending colour to the fixed idea which obtains on the Continent of Europe that all Englishmen are sodomites. To my hand, as I write this, comes a strange es- say ÀµÁ¯ À±¹´µÁ±Ãĵ¯Ç written by a well-known cler- gyman. He is adored by his wife and children ; his church is full when his brethren in the district a…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 75

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…otion and emotional action. The normal human feelings are transmuted into what seem on the surface their spiritual equivalents. Ordinary good feeling becomes universal benevolence ; a philanthropy which is infinitely tolerant because the

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1922 · PDF PAGE 122

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…manner of. dressing was a camouflage in itself. In Paris he had been dressed very correctly. He might have been a man about town of very good family. But now he was dressed like a courier, or possibly igh-class commercial traveller. His smartness had an element of commonness very well marked. I instinctively knew that he would prefer me not to mention his name. At this moment the train began to move, and we had to hop on. We went at once to his compartment. It was a coupé, and he was its sole occupant. I have already described the shock which t…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 158

Diary of a Drug Fiend

144 The Diary of a Drug Fiend . Cockie came back for lunch with a very long face. Mr. Wolfe gave him a good talking-to about money. Well, that’s perfectly right. We had been going the pace. Cockie wanted to take me out and buy me some jewellery to replace what was stolen; but I wouldn’t let him, except a new watch and a wedding ring. I’ve got a horrid feeling about that. It’s frightfully unlucky to lose your wedding ring. I feel as if the new one didn’t belong to me at all. We had a long talk about Gretel being away. We tried one or two places,…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 98

Magick Without Tears

…. There have always been, at least in nucleus, three main Schools of Philosophical practice. (We use the word 'philosophical' in the old good broad sense, as in the phrase "Philosophical Transactions of the Royal Society for the Advancement of Knowledge.") It is customary to describe these three Schools as Yellow, Black and White. The first thing necessary is to warn the reader that they must by no means be confounded with racial distinctions of colour; and they correspond still less with conventional symbols such as yellow caps, yellow robes, …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 6

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…more so than his narrow religious convictions. As well accuse a typewriter of deceit because it is capable of writing both the brilliant good sense of a Hall Caine and the vapourish outpourings of a Meredith ! As well accuse a spaniel of hypocrisy because he will retrieve game, and yet refuse to devour it. The outlines of this truth have been allegori- cally sketched by R.L. Stevenson in “ Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde.” Outlines, for in reality there are as many sides to character as there are ideas capable of influencing the individual. No doubt, in…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 208

Magick Without Tears

…y excuse or no excuse. This is surely more convincing than some dreary thesis, plodding along doggedly with the "proof" (!) that "God is good," every sentence creaking with your chalk-stones and squeaking with the twinges of your toe! Yet just because I proclaim a doctrine of joy in the language of joy, people - dull camels-say I am not "serious." Yet I have found pleasure in harnessing the winged horses of the Sun to the ploughshare of Reason, in showing the validity of this doctrine in detail. It satisfies my sense of rhythm and of symmetry t…

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