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1929 · PDF PAGE 199

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…piritual state was in reality very enfeebled. I am beginning to suspect myself of swelled head with all its cohort of ills. I'm afraid I thought myself rather a little lion on the strength of my journey, and the big people in the artistic world in France accepted me quite naturally as a colleague. In England there is no such social atmosphere. Artists and writers are either isolated or members of petty cliques. It is impossible to do so much as give a dinner to a distinguished man without upsetting the antheap, and arousing the most insanely vi…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 559

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…servant, so uniformly considerate and kind. When that lazy big lion suddenly leapt from his lair, she suffered the shock of her life. "I thought there might be something of the sort," she said, startled out of prudence, "but I didn't think it would come for a long while." She had hoped to do irreparable damage before being found out, and now she learnt, as so many before her and since, that the big lion sleeps with one eye open. Baffled and broken, her only idea was revenge. She did an amazing thing. She went to some consul in Palermo and swore…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 389

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…course of the adept's career. In the eleventh Aethyr is shown the fortress on the frontier of the Abyss, with its warrior wardens. I had thought that my ordeal was over. But no! I was suddenly faced with the fact that I had to cross the Abyss consciously, understanding its nature; for when I had passed through it there was in me no power to perceive. I knew no more than this --- a negative idea --- that its power was to dissipate me into dead dust. Now being bidden to cross it consciously, I asked the Angel, "Is there not one appointed as a war…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 436

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…t in robbing others he is really robbing himself by violating the principle which protects him from theft. I trusted Cremers absolutely, though I knew this --- and even that she had, at one time, been the paid spy of some blackmailing vigilance society in America, which, under cover of moral indignation, forged false evidence against convenient candidates, implicating them in the white slave traffic, extracting hush money, or prosecuting when the victim was not worth despoiling or refused to pay up, and sometimes by way of "making an example", …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 266

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… these men without any provisions for food or shelter and it was now late in the day. The snow was in an absolutely unsafe condition and though I had chosen the route so as to minimize the danger, it was absolutely criminal to send men down. But the mutineers were utterly insensible to the voice of reason. I told the coolies that since they could not stay at Camp 5, the best thing they could do was to shelter under the rocks at Camp 4, and they went off and did so. I warned the mutineers that they would certainly be killed if they tried to go d…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 97

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… found on a bookstall by a Dr. Woodman, a colleague in magical study of Dr. W. Wynn Westcott. It was beyond their powers to decipher it, though Mrs. Emery (Miss. Florence Farr) told me that a child could have done so. They called in a man named Samuel Liddell Mathers, a scholar and Magician of considerable eminence. The manuscript yielded to his scrutiny. It contained, among minor matters, the rubric of certain rituals of initiation and the true attribution of the Tarot Trumps. This attribution had been sought vainly for centuries. It cleared u…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 558

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… beyond expression whenever the man comes up in my mind. His character was charming as few other men I ever met. His talent for writing, though limited by his moral weakness to trivialities, possessed many admirable qualities. His expression was simple and effective, and his fascination undeniable. It is hard to have to think of him as fit only for the garbage man. And yet if indeed it were possible to build him up sufficiently to make him of positive value, one would have to ask oneself whether the most optimistic estimate of success would not…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 332

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ellectual integrity" because I would not have trusted him with a threepenny bit. He did, in fact, cheat us out of a considerable amount, though we went into the business with our eyes open. With regard to the logic of his view, that Christianity and the social system stood or fell together, I object. That is emphatically the Christian view. The elder Cato was not an anarchist, nor Julius Caesar a disciple of Karl Marx. I entirely agree with Nietzsche that Christianity is the formula of the servile state; true aristocracy and true democracy are …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 38

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…hed for a long way round; and the bottles in the chemist's shop on the railway bridge --- a quarter of a mile and more away --- rattled, though the passage of trains had no such effect. Strangely enough, I was the only person injured. Throughout I enjoyed the episode; I was the hero, I had made my mark! The following year I was ready to go to a public school. My Uncle Jonathan wanted me to go to Winchester, as per the family tradition, but my health demanded a more bracing climate and it was decided that I should go to Malvern. The school at th…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 355

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…h them. Now, when I knew it myself, I found other people equally incredulous. Haynes told me that he simply could not believe the facts, though he knew all about her two months in Leicester, and the rest. Her doctor told me that she would come to him and beg him, with tears in her eyes and tones of desperate sincerity, to cure her; and all the while she would be drinking under cover of her handkerchief. I took her down to Sandwich for a fortnight in June and July, but there was nothing to be done. One could not even watch her. She would go out …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 199

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…re posset, VOL. II, would be easy to argue with Hegel-Huxley that he who thinks of an act commits it (cf. Jesus also in this connection, though he only knows the creative value of desire), and that since A and not-A are mutually limiting, therefore interdependent, therefore identical, he who forbids an act commits it; but I feel that this is no place for metaphysical hair- splitting; let us prove what we have to prove in the plainest way. I would premise in the first place that to commit adultery in the Divorce Court sense is not here in questi…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 459

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…mean: ing... . "—English Review. “By a big Pot, no doubt."—John Bull. . “The Triumph of Pan’ contains poems alive with music and rich in thought. “Mr. Neuburg writes with distinetion, and the book, from first to last, is one which lovers of poetry will appreciate.”—standard. “, + full of the throbbing fever of life which one cannot confine into measure on all_ occasions, «‘civie Triumph of Pan’ is full of sonorous lines, with wonderful word pictures and poetic imagery which has seldom been excelled. « . "American Register, _‘.. Many beautiful p…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 58

The Sword of Song

…ne copulare posset. would be easy to argue with Hegel-Huxley that he who thinks of an act commits it (cf. Jesus also in this connection, though he only knows the creative value of desire), and that since A and not-A are mutually limiting, therefore interdependent, therefore identical, he w ho forbids an act commits it; but I feel that this is no place for metaphysical hair- splitting; let us prove w hat w e have to prove in the plainest way. I would premise in the first place that to commit adultery in the D ivorce C ourt sense is not here in q…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 52

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…gues with greater patience, no doubt, but it got on my nerves too much. One morning at breakfast I said about a millionth part of what I thought and the family started screaming. It was as if they had been attacked by collective mania. Everything was thrown at me; they went for me with claws and fists. They were too blind with rage to know what they were doing. I simply knocked their heads {105} together and walked out of the house. When I thought the atmosphere had had time to dissipate I returned with the intention of carrying out a rescue fo…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 68

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ood. It was all I could do to catch up to him. The only damage he had suffered was a trifling cut on one leg! Nightfall was at hand; and though the hut was not very far off in actual distance, we had a terrible time getting there, having to wade through soft snow up to our waits. The hut was bewirtshaftet; but the guardian had not come up in consequence of the weather, so we had to force our way in and break into the provision room in order to get fuel and the like. Our adventures were not yet over. My clothes were (naturally) dripping, I threw…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 46

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… old maids over cats.) A man who is strong enough to use women as slaves and playthings is all right. Even so, there is always a danger, though it is difficult to avoid it. In fact, I don't think it should be avoided. I think a man should train himself to master what are commonly called vices, from maidens to morphia. It is undeniable that there are very few such men. Again and again I have had the most promising pupils give up the great work of their lives for the sake of some wretched woman who could have been duplicated in a Ten Cent Store. …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 498

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…me of his visit. One morning there came to me a quite irrational wish. I found myself thinking, "How I wish I had prawns for lunch!" The thought recurred despite indignant attempts to banish it. An hour or so later, I heard my name shouted. I jumped up and found no trace of the shouter. I knew the voice must come from a boat, and ran up and down the island furiously. Still nothing in sight. It must have been half an hour before we found each other, though looking everywhere, and the island being quite small. Whitehead had brought his wife and h…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 213

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…y to progress as any- quality that we possess; and as courage is in either case required, the courage of ignorance (necessarily sterile, though wanted badly enough while our garden was choked by theological weeds) is less desirable than the courage which embarks on the always desperate philosophical problem. Time and again, in the history of Science, a period has arrived when, gorged with facts, she has sunk into a lethargy of reflection accompanied by appalling nightmares in the shape of impossible theories. Such a night- mare now rides us; on…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 600

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…he meaning. . . .°—English Review. By a big Pot, no doubt.” —John Bull. The ‘Triumph of Pan’ contains poems alive with music and rich in thought. Mr. Neuburg writes with distinction, and the book, from first to last,isone which lovers of poetry will appreciate.” —Standard, “ full of the throbbing fever of life which one cannot confine into measure on all occasions. «The Triumph of Pan’ is full of sonorous lines, with wonderful word pictures and poetic imagery which has seldom been excelled. . '—American Register. Many beautiful passages in the …

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The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…he meaning. . . .°—English Review. By a big Pot, no doubt.” —John Bull. The ‘Triumph of Pan’ contains poems alive with music and rich in thought. Mr. Neuburg writes with distinction, and the book, from first to last,isone which lovers of poetry will appreciate.” —Standard, “ full of the throbbing fever of life which one cannot confine into measure on all occasions. «The Triumph of Pan’ is full of sonorous lines, with wonderful word pictures and poetic imagery which has seldom been excelled. . '—American Register. Many beautiful passages in the …

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