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1929 · PDF PAGE 76

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… moment's doubt that I belonged to this school. To me it is a question of virility. Even James Thomson, ending with "confirmation of the old despair", somehow defeats that despair by the essential force of his genius. Keats, on the contrary, no matter how hard he endeavours to end on a note of optimism, always leaves an impression of failure. I well know how strangely perverse this criticism must sound, but I feel its truth in the marrow of my bones. In my own writings the tempestuous energy of my soul invariably sweeps away the wreckage of my …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 261

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… years ago: ‘‘ Therefore, O Ananda, be ye lamps unto yourselves. Be ye a refuge to yourselves. Betake yourselves to no external refuge. Hold fast to the truth as a lamp. Hold fast as a refuge to the truth. Look not for refuge to any one be- sides yourselves.” (Mahaparanibbana Sutta, ii. 33.) And to such seekers only does the Buddha promise ‘‘ the very topmost Height ” —if only they are ‘‘anxious to learn.” This is the corner-stone of Buddhism ; can scien- tific men deny their assent to these words when they look back on the history of Thought i…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 512

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…essor, "What kind of a bug is this?" "Gentlemen," he replied, "this is a humbug." In writing this book, I was much assisted by Frazer's Golden Bough and, to a less extent, by Jung's Psychology of the Unconscious. But my main assets were my intimate knowledge of the text of the gospels, of the conditions of life and thought in the East, of the details of magical and mystical work, and of the literary conventions which old writers employed to convey their ideas.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 110

The Sword of Song

…ards the Story of Hasisadra or of Noah. In justice to Buddhism, let us not charge its Scripture with the Sisy phean task of seriously upholding the literal interpreta- tion of obviously fantastic passages. 2 May our Buddhist zealots be warned by the fate of old-fashioned English orthodoxy ! But when Buddhism condescends to be vulgarly scientific; to observe, to classify , to think ; I conceive we may take the matter seriously, and accord a reas onable investigation to its assertions. Examples of s uch s uccinctness and clarity may be found in T…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 11

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…el. And this despite the fact that these animals act like highly placed officials and even --- if scabby -- like consuls, and look (when old) like English ladies engaged in good works. (There is much of the vulture in the type of head.) One incident connected with this journey is of extraordinary interest as throwing a light on future events. Walking with his father in a field, whose general aspect he remembers perfectly well to this day, his attention was called to a clump of nettles and he was warned that they would sting if he touched them. …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 338

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…lady," Coke saw witchcraft in every trifle. When the countess happened to sneeze he would deduce that his mother was on the job. He had told his troubles to many people, and trusted them at first quite blindly, and then without a word of warning concluded from some harmless word or act that they had joined the conspiracy against him. Of course, it was a perfectly plain case of persecution mania, accentuated {547} by his old habit of brandy tippling and his newly acquired one of sniffing a solution of cocaine. Apart from his obsession there was …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 195

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… Europe; and when I let it grow again, all the red hairs had become perfectly white. I left Bombay on the fourth of October, by the poor old Egypt wrecked off Ushant in 1922. On the boat was a young officer returning to England on leave, to get married. It was a romantic story, and for the satisfactory accomplishment of his plan a plain gold ring which he wore on the fourth finger of his left hand was of the last importance. He removed it from his finger to read the inscription on the inside. Just as he put it back, a passing

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1906 · PDF PAGE 286

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…se, twaddle and filth. You wili alter all this, my friends! Let Science keep the books: Scepl, For a cross between a plodding ass and an old stocking, she will do well! And what dividends do you promise? AJyst. In the first year. Dhyana; in the second, Samadhi; and inthe third, Nirvana. Scept, It is not the first year yet. Is this coin current? Afyst. Ah! I remember now your phrase ‘Dhyana a debaucn.’’ You are of course familiar with the name of Maudsley, perhaps the greatest living authority on the brain? Scept, None greater. Afjst. By rare go…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 230

Collected Works (Vol. I)

PREFACE 223 Beyond the gold and glamour of Life’s lotus, The flower that falls from this our stronger sight, We dwell, eternal shapes of shadowy light. Only the love on earth that shook and smote us Begets new stars—truth’s flowers fallen through night Beyond the gold and glamour of Life's lotus! Eternal bliss of Love in birthless bowers ! Light, the gemmed robes of Love! Life, lifted breath, Ageless existence deifying death ! Love, the sole flower beyond these lesser flowers !— In thee at last the live fruit quickeneth ? Eternal bliss of Love …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 493

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…sent her round to Putnam's to persuade them to publish the really remarkable work of this romantic young American beauty rose. The girl told his wife in bed one night, they having found a bond of common sympathy in their contempt and loathing for "The Worm" as we had familiarly called him. She told me at once, and I have every reason to believe that the letter I wrote to Putnam's is treasured in the archives of the firm as the last word in savage contempt. So ended my adventures with these fascinating freaks. I must now run back to New Orleans.…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 502

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…and social conditions were of great interest. The standardized surface has overspread the south, but it has not completely smothered the old

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1929 · PDF PAGE 325

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…way one form of slight illness after another attacked me. My wife happened to make some remark to this effect to the housekeeper, a real old Sussex product. She nodded her head wisely. "He'll never be better," she said in an oracular tone, "until that baby is born." I found on inquiry that it is a widespread superstition in Sussex that sometimes especially when the husband is unusually devoted to his wife, she escapes the usual inconvenience of pregnancy, while he is constantly ill. The idea is of sympathetic transference. I became seriously il…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 117

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…hard to cash in. So nobody troubled to outwit his neighbour or plot his ruin. They contented themselves with aiming at comfort and ease. Old enemies became fast friends; the usurers turned their hands to productive purposes; the loafers and spongers and gamblers realized that they must work or starve. The whole town prospered; poverty disappeared; financial anxiety ceased to exist; the moral tone of the community became almost angelic. Everyone had plenty to do, plenty to eat, plenty of leisure and plenty of pleasure. Everyone was happy. Of cou…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 114

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…d from the police. I engaged a young Indian girl to look after me and settled down to steady work at Magick. I had an introduction to an old man named Don Jesus Medina, a descendant of the great duke of Armada fame, and one of the highest chiefs of Scottish {202} rite free-masonry. My Cabbalistic knowledge being already profound by current standards, he thought me worthy of the highest initiation in his power to confer; special powers were obtained in view of my limited sojourn, and I was pushed rapidly through and admitted to the thirty-third …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 106

The Sword of Song

…infinitely, as he will h imself assure you. True, Hegel say s: “Pure being is pure nothing !” and it is true that the infinite heat and cold, joy and sorrow, light and darkness, and all the other pairs of opposites,2 cancel one another out: yet I feel rather afraid of this Absolute ! May be i ts joy and sorrow are represented in phases, just as 0 0 and finity are phas es of an iden-tical expression, and I have an even chance only of being on the right side of the fence! The Buddhist leaves no chances of this kind; in all his categories he is in…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 443

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…shown me that the relations between phenomena are infinitely more complex than the wildest philosophers have ever imagined, and that the old proverb "Where there's a will there's a way" needs no caveat. I cannot forebear to quote from Professor A. S. Eddington, Plumian Professor of Astronomy and Experimental Philosophy at Cambridge: Here is a paradox beyond even the imagination of Dean Swift. Gulliver regarded the Lilliputians as a race of dwarfs; and the Lilliputians regarded Gulliver as a giant. That is natural. If the Lilliputians had appear…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 171

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…nary. Played as it is, it is free from the lust of result which has spoilt practically all sorts and games in Europe. Strange that in my old age I should suddenly find myself acquiescing in the absurdity which angered me so when a boy, Champney's plan of playing cricket without scoring runs. After all, the madman was right. It would be far finer to play the game for the sake of enjoying the free exercise of one's enthusiasm. True it is, scoring does lead to post- mortem controversies which are not in the spirit of sport. Climbing itself is bein…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 356

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

356 {574} 1. WEH NOTE: At the time, a particularly good brand of absinthe. Pernod is still widely sold, but the wormwood has been excluded and the proof cut drasticly from the 186 proof of absinthe. say or do. He made all sorts of clumsy advances, which the girls cruelly repressed. Dorothy reproached him sadly: "Surely, Mr. Neuburg, you would not say such things to your dons' wives at Cambridge!" Baffled in this direction, he made a supreme appeal to Nina by offering her two francs and twenty- five centimes. We then went to our respective hotel…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 24

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…, I shall not hear, My dear, for I shall be alone. III. What change of language! Ah, my dear, The reason is not far to seek. You know of old how oft I veer From French to Zend, from Jap to Greek. Teste der titre polyglot Del Berashith, xaXos kitab! I trust you take me, do you not? But change of thought—ay ! there's the barb To stick and quiver in your heart ! Well, little lady, what of art? IV, All things are branded change, My thought Long ran in one delicious groove. Now newly sits the appointed court To try another case, to prove Another cri…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 562

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…eats whom I had never so much as met. While I was in America, the London police not only disgraced themselves by the brutal raid on poor old Mrs Davies, described in "The Law Straw", but covered themselves with shame and ridicule by sending to prison a poor little bookseller who had sold for many years The Open Court, a well-known philosophical magazine of the highest character. Again they sent round a man to Frank Hollings to frighten him out of selling The Equinox, though no complaint had ever been made about it. Even my personal friends were…

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