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1954 · PDF PAGE 261

Magick Without Tears

…ay perfect." (AL, I: 42-44) "Thus also the Sage, seeking not any goal, attaineth all things; he does not interfere in the affairs of his body, and so that body acteth without friction . It is because he meddleth not with his personal aims that these come to pass with simplicity." (The Tao Teh King, VII: 2) The ideal analogy seems to be that of a planet in its orbit. It has its "true motion"; it meets the minimum of friction from circumambient space. When it suffers the attraction of another body, it sways slightly to make the proper adjustment …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 104

Sir Palamedes

Yet, those white lips were snapped, like steel Upon the ankles of a slave! That body broken on the wheel Of Time suppressed the groan it gave! “Not there, not here, my quest!” he cried. “Not thus! Not now! Do how and when Matter? Iam, and I abide, Sir Palamede the Saracen!”

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1901 · PDF PAGE 50

The Mother’s Tragedy

…irst breath the gods were patient still, Till the abomination filled its cup, And hatred took her heart. She slew thy sire, And made his body the banquet of her sin In the infernal temple. “So,” she said, ‘‘T reap the incarnation of the god.” So, gloomy and hideous, she would prowl about Seeking fresh human feasts, and bloody rites Stained the white altar of the world. And yet Her power is gone, and we behold her go, Haggard and weary, through the palace courts And through the temple, lusting for strange loves And horrible things, and thirsting…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 128

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…various talismans and charge them with spiritual energy by means of meditation, and to continue the building up of my (so-called) astral body until it was sufficiently material to be perceptible to the ordinary physical sense of people whom I should visit in this shape. There will be found in my Magical Record numerous accounts af this last experiment. In the autumn of '98 my friend, J. L. Baker, whom I hastened to see in London on my return from the Alps, took me on my first astral journey. The details of the method are given in full in The Eq…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 103

Konx Om Pax

THE STONE OF THE PHILOSOPHERS 83 THE WIFE-BEATER I BRUISED your body with the whip: Its wheals stand out in ridgéd azure. The savage blood upon your lip Images hurt, and hurt’s erasure. The pain transmuted into passion; And passion’s min was not pain; But my pain wears another fashion; My dead men do not rise again. You hurt me, and the silent skin Whispers no word of bleeding bruises; Your subtle hate, your cunning sin Brands and corrodes me where it chooses. I fear not them that kill the body, But rather them that hurt the soul: My soul with …

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1902 · PDF PAGE 42

Tannhäuser

…man has ever crossed Again that River—the old fable's wrong ; .(Eneas came never to the ghostly side ! Was not the boat weighed with his body still ? Felt he the keen emotions of the dead ? Could he, the mortal and the warrior, Converse with Them, and understand ? Believe ! No soul has crossed in utter sympathy And yet returned ; because of this decree : No man can look upon the face of God ! Yet Moses looked upon His hinder parts. And I —yes, goddess ! in this passionate Life in our secret mountain, well I know Thy beauty, and Thy love, (altho…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 332

Magick Without Tears

…s Asana, consider any event, and trace it to its immediate causes. And let this be done very fully and minutely . Here for example, is a body erect and motionless. Let the adept consider the many forces which maintain it; firstly, the attraction of the earth, of the sun, of the planets, of the farthest stars, nay of every mote of dust in the room, one of which (could it be annihilated) would cause that body to move although so imperceptibly. Also the resistance of the floor, the pressure of the air, and all other external conditions. Secondly, …

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1954 · PDF PAGE 233

Magick Without Tears

…uption. All these are matters of the conscious rational mind. The structure of the mind reveals its history as does the structure of the body. (Capitals, please, or bang on something; that has got to sink in.) Just as your body was at one stage the body of an ape, a fish, a frog (and all the rest of it) so did that animal at that stage possess a mind correlative . Now then! In the course of that kind of initiation conferred by Sammasati , the layers are stripped off very much as happens in elementary meditation (Dharana) to the conscious mind. …

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1954 · PDF PAGE 534

Magick Without Tears

… in our own structure which are suitable for the purpose. The first step is the separation of (what we call, for convenience) the astral body from the physical body. As our experiments proceed, we find that our astral body itself can be divided into grosser and subtler components. In this way we become aware of the existence of what we call, for convenience, the Holy Guardian Angel, and the more we realise the implications of the theory of the existence of such a being, the clearer it becomes that our supreme task is to put ourselves into intim…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 108

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…From his soul like serpents shoot! The voice from the shrine. Cut his throat from ear to ear! Tear his tongue out by the root! Throw the body in the dark A cable from high-water mark ! [This ts done, the body being thrown from the whart. The voice from the west. The trees are covered: the rain streams Upon the screes, and screams! The voice from below. The water kisses the ship’s keel! JOVIAN. Out with the steel! [He seizes the aARAB.] Here is the second ruffian: [Zo shrine] Say What price his deed must pay! JULIAN. Hear the tongue that was so …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 108

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…From his soul like serpents shoot! The voice from the shrine. Cut his throat from ear to ear! Tear his tongue out by the root! Throw the body in the dark A cable from high-water mark ! [This ts done, the body being thrown from the whart. The voice from the west. The trees are covered: the rain streams Upon the screes, and screams! The voice from below. The water kisses the ship’s keel! JOVIAN. Out with the steel! [He seizes the aARAB.] Here is the second ruffian: [Zo shrine] Say What price his deed must pay! JULIAN. Hear the tongue that was so …

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1961 · PDF PAGE 50

Liber Aleph

LIBER ALEPH VEL CXI 38 Al De Ordine rerum (Of the Order of Things) N the Body every Cell is subordinated to the general physiological Control, and we who will that Control do not ask whether each individual Unit of that Structure be consciously happy. But we do care that each fulfil its Function, and the Failure of even a few Cells, or their Revolt, may involve the Death of the whole Organism. Yet even here the Complaint of a few, which we call Pain, is a Warning of general Danger. Many Cells fulfil their Destiny by swift Death, and this being …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 7

Rosa Decidua

… my past purifying pain, Turning all life to a thing fouler than Aught yet imaginable to man ! Who asks me for my tears ? She flings the body of my sweet dead child Into my face with hell’s own epitaph, Profanes that shrine Of infinite love and infinite loss, My empty shrine, the one shrine undefiled, My one close-claspèd cross— And hers as much as mine ! Profanes it with a hideous laugh And a lie flung with a curse ; and I must hear, And must not stamp on the snake, because, forsooth This was my love, my peace, my faith, my truth, The rosebud …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 245

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…me? O Goddess, queen, and wife ! O Lady of my life! Who set thy stature as a wood to wave? Whose love begat thy limbs? Whose wave-washed body swims That nurtured thee, and found herselfa grave? ‘But thou, O thou, hast risen from the deep! All mortals mourn and weep To see thee, seeing that all love must die Beside thy beauty, see thee and despair ! Deadly as thou art fair, I cry for all mankind—they are slain, even as I! [TANNHAUSER pauses, bends eagerly towards VENUS, She smiling luxu- viously, he continues. Who cometh wanton, with long arms o…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 88

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

…m to shrivel or decay. io. Practice will make the student infinitely wary in such matters. il. It is usually quite easy to return to the body, but should any difficulty arise, practice (again) will make the imagination fertile. For example, one may create in thought a chariot of fire with white horses, and command the charioteer to drive earthwaras. It might be dangerous to go too far, or to stay too long; for fatigue must be avoided. The danger spoken of is that of fainting, or of obsession, or of loss of memory or other mental faculty. 12. Fi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 121

Orpheus

The wheels of Fate are over me; quite crushed Lies my pale body where her body blushed, Quite dead ! there is no single sob that stirs, No pulse of blood of all that filled and flushed Her cheek and mine, her breast and mine: and lo! How sunset’s bloom is faded on the snow ! . There is no laugh of all those laughs of hers, Those tender thrills of laughter I used to know. Nor in all nature weep the careless eyes, Nor any soul of life may sympathise, All I once was in this is torn and rended— Scorned and forsaken the lone lyre lies. Hath that not…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 144

The Winged Beetle

… my past purifying pain, Turning all life to a thing fouler than Aught yet imaginable to man ! Who asks me for my tears ? She flings the body of my sweet dead child Into my face with hell’s own epitaph, Profanes that shrine Of infinite love and infinite loss, My empty shrine, the one shrine undefiled, My one close-claspèd cross— And hers as much as mine ! Profanes it with a hideous laugh And a lie flung with a curse ; and I must hear, And must not stamp on the snake, because, forsooth This was my love, my peace, my faith, my truth, The rosebud …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 131

Ambergris

122 AMBERGRIS Her secret wonders grow and glow, limned in the luminous patine. Worship, the sculptor’s, clean forgot in worship of her body lithe And time forgotten with his scythe, and thought, the Witenagemot, Confused in rapture : peace is culled a flower from the arboreal root, The vision dulled, the singer mute, shattered the lute, the song annulled.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 149

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… disloyalty. AMENHATEDP. Beware ! How died thy father? S’AFTI. That amazing god Incarnate in him chose a nobler form, And in my mother’s body sought his home, Whose double incarnation is divine Beyond the old stories. Yes, Iam a god. AMENTATEP. Beware the fatal magic of her heart ! For she is great and evil, and her voice Howls blasphemy against yet living gods. Thou knowest not the story of thy birth, The truth. S’AFI. Then speak the truth, if so a priest May tune his tongue to anything but lies. AMENHATEP. Sixteen strange seasons mingle gold …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 47

The Mother’s Tragedy

…m birth To pluck the blossom of its fruitful love, And be the sun to ripen and the rain To water it. My soul became the bride To its own body, and my body leapt With passion from mine own Imperial loins Begotten, and made strong from my own soul To answer it. I hail thee, son of mine, _ Cc

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