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Page 8 of 1001909 · PDF PAGE 158
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1909 · PDF PAGE 158
…l | Good | Evil |Immoral] good Sex of Child 6] Son | Dau. | Dau. | Son | Dau. 5 5 5 Sickness 7 | Health| Health) Death | Health} Health} Long In Perilous| sick | danger Prison 8 | Come | Difficult] Evil Evil Come | Soon |Doubtful} Death out out out Journey 9 |Difficult} Evil | Evil | Evil | Evil | Slow | Evil |Robbed Thing Lost 10 | Part Part Not | Found Not | Found | Not Not found | yielded} found found found | found LW. ee ee ee TRISTITIA " . ws Life, &c. 1 | Evil |Suffie’nt! Evil Med. Evil Med. | Good | Evil Money, &c. 2| Med. |Suffic’nt]| E…
1954 · PDF PAGE 12
Preface When I first read Magick without Tears some ten years ago, I confess it left very little impression on me. It seemed long and tedious to say the least. I suppose I was more accustomed to the dazzling pyrotechnics and virtuosity of the earlier Crowley, to The Equinox, and other books of sixty years ago. But my reaction was a serious mistake, as I discovered several years later when the opportunity to read it again presented itself. For despite its wit and humor, Magick without Tears is a serious, sober and sophisticated piece of good wri…
1898 · PDF PAGE 71
…a mine, Je mordrai, et tu cries en vain. Alors, de nouvelle énergie, Je jette entre tes jolies cuisses, Dedans ton cul, ce fleur-de-lys, Long, gros, et ardent. Ça, il glisse En haut, en bas. La passion croît Fiévreux, furieux, pour toi ! Vient, la crise du délice ! . . . Ah, je suis mort ! . . . . Embrasse-moi ! !
1911 · PDF PAGE 13
…AG There cometh an Angel into the stone with opalescent shining garments like a wheel of fire on every side of him, and in his hand is a long flail of scarlet lightning; his face is black, and his eyes white without any pupil or iris. The face is very terrible indeed to look upon. Now in front of him is a wheel, with many spokes, and many tyres; it is like a fence in front of him. And he cries: O man, who art thou that wouldst penetrate the Mystery? for it is hidden unto the End of Time. And I answer him: Time is not, save in the darkness of He…
1906 · PDF PAGE 117
…unny side of things—and ladies— Engages my attention. Well! You know enough of life in Hell. I was an altruist, my brothers! My life one long kind thought for others: For me six maidens wear the willow :— Poisoning is a peccadillo. Hence I’m disposed to give advice, Simple, if possibly not nice; Shun life! an awkward task and deep. But if you cannot, then—shun sleeep! (Suppose I thus had prophesied, Gone to my wife to bed, and died !) 109
1910 · PDF PAGE 16
…erlain ” — not our great patriotic statesman, shifty Joe — but a boy. (I was 12 years old, and quite ignorant of all sexual matters till long after). Also I had “ held a mock prayer mee- ting ”. This I remembered. I had strolled up to a group of boys in the playground, who were indeed holding one. As they saw me one said : “ Brother Crowley will now lead us in prayer ”. Brother Crowley was too wary, and walked away. But instead of doing what a wise boy would have done : gone straight to the head, and accused them of forty-six distinct unmention…
1919 · PDF PAGE 81
…ood of me, as a grape upon the tongue of a white Doric girl that languishes with her lover in the moonlight. 55. Then let the End awake. Long hast thou slept, O great God Terminus! Long ages hast thou waited at the end of the city and the roads thereof. Awake Thou! wait no more! 56. Nay, Lord! but I am come to Thee. It is I that wait at last. 57. The prophet cried against the mountain; come thou hither, that I may speak with thee! 75
1913 · PDF PAGE 64
…e joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is help & hope in other spells. Wisdom says: be strong! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If …
1913 · PDF PAGE 64
…e joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is help & hope in other spells. Wisdom says: be strong! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If …
1907 · PDF PAGE 45
…. The whole metre breaks up , as if the singer's heart burst in despair . Whilst in “ Bouches d'Enfer ” we find such lines as : From the long -held leash ! The headlong , hot -mouthed girl, in which , as we read , we feel a veritable stretching of the mental leather , as it were ; our minds being held back a space by the introduction of the word “ long .' This quatorzain ends : Of smouldering infamy. Bow down in awe ! It is enough . The Gods are at feast . Withdraw ! 22 Again the same mental stress . All the above are contrary to the rules of s…
1903 · PDF PAGE 56
Surely some angle shed Flowers for the maiden head, Ephemeral flowers ! I yearn, not comforted. My heart has vainly bled Through age-long hours. To thee my spirit turns ; My bright soul aches and burns, As a dry valley yearns For spring and showers. Splendid, remote, a fane Alone and unprofane, I know thy breast. These bitter tears of pain Flood me, and fall again Not into rest. Me, whose sole purpose is To gain one gainless kiss, And make a bird’s my bliss, Shrined in that nest. 36
1954 · PDF PAGE 192
…py to oblige: our aim is to serve. The customer is usually wrong; but statistics indicate that it doesn't pay to tell him so. It seems a long while since I set up your Nativity , and read it, but it is very clear in my mind that you were astonished , as so many others have been, by the simplicity and correctness of my reading. It began, you remember, by your giving me the usual data when we dropped in for tea at the Anglers' Rest. I calculated the Ascendant on the spot , and remarked "Rubbish!" I looked at you again very carefully ; and, after …
1912 · PDF PAGE 35
but his eye swoons as his broad beak slips Within her luscious lips. O but—I cannot see—I long to die Alike for wonder—and for jealousy! Crassus. Vile, filthy whore! I'll catch you at it. ALICIA. Softt Sce how his feathers hold her soul aloft! Crassus. Beast! Have you brought me through the wood for this? Aurora, No wonder I must teach you how to kiss. Crassus. I'll clip his wings. Autcra. Sub pennis, penis! ’Slife! It’s not the wings of him that clip your wife. 38
1912 · PDF PAGE 73
…ertiring the brain. In fact you will probably find that the Whole of your will-power is not equal to keeping to a sub- ject at all for so long as three minutes, or even apparently con— centrating on it for so long as three seconds, or three-fifths of one second. By “keeping to it at all” is meant the mere attempt to keep to it. The mind becomes so fatigued, and the object so incredibly loathsome, that it is useless to continue for the time being. In Frater R’s record we find that after daily practice for six months, meditations of four minutes and…
1907 · PDF PAGE 102
…gdom of God , but the great human masses will let the Kingdom of God go to the Devil , if a pretty pair of lips is in question . Not for long in any case can we change our natures , as the anchorites of the Libyan deserts only too fearfully proved ; boiling with carnalities they feared to see their own mothers , and were even forbidden to keep in their possession animals of the female sex - 0 Sty lites ! they are now in heaven ! How we clave together ! How we strained caresses ! How the swooning limbs sank fainting on the sward ! For the fiery …
1912 · PDF PAGE 90
…r prayers. MONICA. Thy will be done, thy will, O God, not mine or theirs ! Purge me of will ! It was my wicked will that kept Me back so long, so long, from rousing That which slept ALESSANDRO. O Lady Monica ! can you not speak one word ? MONICA. My ears are open, yet in sooth I have not heard. ALESSANDRO. Pray for us !
1906 · PDF PAGE 94
…nt of the revolving clay Made me most wondrous merry. Earth, after an agonizing bout, Had swallowed up a widow clean. The issue hung for long in doubt :— —QOh! anybody can make out The mystery I mean. The dead were dancing with the worms; The live were laughing with their lemans; The dead-alive were making terms With God, and notaries, and germs, With house-agents and demons. 86
1907 · PDF PAGE 114
…e Pope : So he Cried out upon me , “ Till this barren staff Take life , and bud , and blossom , and bear fruit , And shed sweet scent-so long God casteth thee Out from His Glory !”! When lo !-in the very moment of his supreme despair , his Genius mysteriously manifests , and “ darting long rugged fingers and deep eyes ” reaches to the sceptre with his word and will : Buds , roses , blossoms ! Lilies of the Light ! Bloom , bloom , the fragrance shed upon the air ! Out flames the miracle of life and love ! Out, out the lights ! Flame , flame , th…
1929 · PDF PAGE 14
…n Iff was the strangest object in that strange room. She had heard of him, of course; he was known for his writings on mysticism and had long borne the reputation of a crank. But in the last few years he had chosen to use his abilities in ways intelligible to the average man; it was he who had saved Professor Briggs, and, incidentally, England when that genius had been accused of and condemned to death for, murder, but was too preoccupied with the theory of his new flying-machine to notice that his fellows were about to hang him. And it was he …