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Page 97 of 1301922 · PDF PAGE 253
…ust dedicate my miraculously restored faculties to his salvation. Only I don’t see how to set to work. If only Basil were here. He would know. He has worked out the technique. All I can do is to love and labour blindly. After all, there must have been angels looking after me in some sense which I don’t pretend to understand. Why should they not be even more vigilant on his behalf ? I am only a foolish flapper not worth throwing into the waste-paper basket. He is a splendid man with a glorious past and endless possibilities for the future.
1954 · PDF PAGE 22
…s book as when Crowley examines the necessity of keeping a diary, a personal record of all practices undertaken. A great deal of what we know about him is due to the fact that he kept a diary throughout his life. Most of these are intact and have been preserved, thanks to the scrupulousness and care of Mr. Gerald Yorke, to whom posterity will have much to be thankful for. Only a few sections have been lost due to Crowley's constant moving from pillar to post, and the carelessness of those around him. Anyway, he offers some meaningful suggestion…
1929 · PDF PAGE 369
…irely disillusioned with regard to fame. The approval of Frank Harris was another matter; it was something, and something very great, to know that my work gained me the respect of the very few men on the planet who knew the difference between Keats and Lewis Morris. I had been recognized as a poet of the first class by my peers and the applause of the mob would leave me as cold as its neglect or hostility does at present. I kept hard at work in London until after the publication of the first number of The Equinox. There was, besides, much work …
1922 · PDF PAGE 290
…uite obvious how frightfully people would abuse their liberty if they had it.” “I’m sorry to have to disagree,’ said Lamus. “ And as you know, I’ve got into endless trouble of one sort or another for holding the views I do. But I’m afraid I do honestly think that most of the troubles spring directly from the unnatural conditions set up by the attempts to regulate the business. And in any case, the state of mind brought about by them is so harmful indirectly to the sense of moral responsibility that I am really not sure whether it would not be w…
1929 · PDF PAGE 14
I cannot now enter into his history, which you no doubt know in any case. I will only say that it was of such a character that these facts (of so curiously contra- dictory appearanceon the face of it) apply abso- lutely. However the tone of confidence which thrilled in Dodus messages, Pluck grapes in Burgundy; press vats in Cognac; ha! The souffle with the nuts in it is ready for us by the Seine, and the like, showed me that his giant brain had not only grappled with the problem, but solved it to his satisfaction. The plan was perfect; o…
1954 · PDF PAGE 220
…ellow light (deep golden, but not brilliant. I mean not dazzling, but soft.) Fra. P. looked like a person I had never seen but seemed to know quite well-his face, clothes and all were of the same yellow . I was so
1954 · PDF PAGE 409
…ed as a defect of concentration if communication between any two members of the Order should take place, except in cases of necessity. I know that it must seem hard to the weaker brethren of the Order that we should make so little appearance of success in the Great Work to which we are all pledged. It is so universal a convention that success should be measured by members. People like to feel that they have hundreds of Lodges from whom they can obtain assistance in moments of discouragement. But a far truer and deeper satisfaction is found when…
1954 · PDF PAGE 521
…rk: "Life isn't in having the luck of the cards, but in playing a poor hand well." Yes, I daresay, all very fine; but what you wanted to know was about the propriety of taking risks in Magick.
1929 · PDF PAGE 564
… once. Ask them!" He went off saying he would telephone, and returned in a few minutes saying that they would make inquiries and let him know in a few days. Of course the police had no interest in the matter at all. But this goblin still refused delivery. I could only suppose him a lunatic. He did not merely insult me but Mr Jacobi, the best of printers, by far the most eminent in England, a man who had spent his life in the service of the art and who had done more for it than any single man since Caxton. Warner, for so my lunatic called himsel…
1929 · PDF PAGE 448
…f. A word should be pertinent with regard to the question of secrecy. It has become difficult for me to take this matter very seriously. Knowing what the secret actually is, I cannot attach much importance to artificial mysteries. It is true that some of the so-called secrets are significant, but as a rule they are so only to those who already know what the secret is. Again, though the secret itself is of such tremendous import, and though it is so simple that I could disclose it and the principal rules for turning it to the best advantage in a…
1907 · PDF PAGE 58
…u art Nameless to all Eternity !—and the possibility of lying is avoided. For one speaketh not, nor, if one spake, is there any to hear. Know that the greater the Adept, the more truthful; should he—in error—speak, the more must he appear a liar to those of his fellows who hear his voice. For he speaks, as beholding the Face of God; they hear, as idols the work of men’s hands that have ears and hear not, neither have they any understanding. Therefore, have the chance words of Adepts been ill-heard through the ages; therefore, has the world run …
1922 · PDF PAGE 54
…t that moment, the practical part of me asserted itself with startling suddenness. I saw the dim line of the coast. I knew the line as I know the palm of my hand. I was a little out of the shortest line for Paris. I swerved slightly to the south. Below, gray seas were tumbling. It seemed to me (insanely enough) that their moving wrinkles were the laughter of a very old man. I had a sudden intuition that something was wrong; and an instant later came an unmistakable indication of the trouble. I was out of gas. My mind shot back with a vivid flas…
1930 · PDF PAGE 111
…advance in turn to the squares Jesod, Hod, Netzach, Tiphereth, Geburah, Chesed and banish each by appro- priate rituals. 11. And let him know that such rituals include the pronuncia- tion of the appropriate names of God backwards, and also a curse against the Sephira in respect of ail that which it is, for that which distinguishes and séparâtes it from Kether. 12. Advancing to the squares of Binah and Chokmah in turn, let him banish these also. And for that by now an awe and trembling shall hâve taken hold upon him, let him banish these by a su…
1922 · PDF PAGE 358
…as that. You don’t give up eating mutton because you ate too much one day and got indigestion. You'll find heroin pretty useful when you know how to use it. However, your gesture just now was automatic. It was evidence that your unconscious or true will objects to your taking heroin. So far so good for the negative side. But the question is, what does your true will actually want you to do in a positive way?”
1954 · PDF PAGE 503
…nger showed that the old formula "If A then B" was invalid, and must be altered to "If A, then B or C or D or E or ... " But at least we know enough phenomena to make it certain that Will and Intelligence do exist somehow apart from any nervous and cerebral system of which we are aware, and that these must be of a type which transcends our human consciousness as that does that of a limpet or a lichen. It follows that somehow, somewhere, there must be
1954 · PDF PAGE 508
…lirious a frenzy of rage as to make one reach for one's notebook-one more typical extreme case! Now of course very few religious persons know that they are mystics- already it annoys them to suggest it!-but , whether the lady doth protest too much , or too little, the fact is that they are. There is no true rational meaning in religion. Consider the Athanasian Creed itself! This dilemma, consciously or sub-consciously, is well rooted in the minds of everybody who takes Life, in anyone of its forms , seriously. He feels the touch of the rapier, …
1929 · PDF PAGE 561
…y, I roared with laughter. Of course he was not put off by any such crude camouflage. "But this is absurd," I said, "I am perfectly well known as a poet and explorer. I don't know the difference between a joint stock company and a debenture." By this time my baggage had been brought. I found my passport which was, of course, in perfect order, but as evidence of identity produced no more effect on his mind that the initials of a shirt; we argued the matter for nearly an hour. One of his myrmidons after another stood at my side to be scrutinized …
1904 · PDF PAGE 113
…DDHISM 106 consciousness to consciousness by its eternity, while it fixes a great gulf between them by its changelessness. He states the knowable, states it accurately , and leaves it there. But there is a practical application of this analysis which I will treat of later. (See VIII. Maha- satipatthana.) We are told that the memory is a proof of some real “ I.” But how treacherous is this ground! Did a past event in my life not happen because I have forgotten it? O the analogy of the river water given above is most valid! I who write this am no…
1929 · PDF PAGE 61
61 see, hear and know everything. He dare not let himself forget. England is the most fertile mother of poets, but she kills the weak and drives the strong to happier land. James Thomson, John Davidson, Richard Middleton, Ernst Dowson and I don't know how many {118} more even in our own generation found England unendurable for this one reason. The English poet must either make a successful exile or die of a broken heart. At Cambridge I was surrounded by a more or less happy, healthy, prosperous set of parasites. The paganism of the university h…
1906 · PDF PAGE 172
…baccy ¥ and my tea. He taught me Y, he taught me Z, He made strange noises in my head. He taught me that, he taught me this, He spoke of knowledge, life, and bliss. He taught me this, he taught me that, He grew me mangoes in his hat.!8 I brought him corn: he made good grist of it :— And here, my Christian friend, ’s the gist of it ! First, here’s philosophy’s despair, The cynic scorn of self. I think At times the search is worth no worry, And hasten earthward in a hurry, Close spirit’s eyes, or bid them blink, Go back to Swinburne’s counsel rar…