Only the babes could understand his strange grave smile. The fifth man was a classical scholar; much learning had made him mad. Yet, well as he knew Greek and Latin, he had not yet read enough to see therein th
I next tried to find out who the king was. He looked more like Prof. Shotwell than any one else. That is, he was 'simple, democratic' and very learned and fine. He was certainly not a king belonging to any kingdom limited by a country's borders, but was a king of men, or a ...
Deep Cove, British Columbia, Canada, being the author of the accompanying manuscript entitled “Liber Thirty-One” (a part of my private magical diary, originally transcribed and typed with one carbon copy in November 1918, the single copy having been delivered to Aleister Crowley by mail early ...
Of nothingness to burst, a babe’s bold bloom, Into the upper aethyr of thine eyes. Oh! one grave glance enkindles Paradise, One sparkle sets me on the throne above, Mine orb the world. ASTARTE Nay, stir not yet. Let love Breathe like the zephyr on the unmoved deep, Sigh to awake...
Now the veil of darkness is formed of a very great number of exceedingly fine black veils, and one tears them off one at a time. And the voice says, There is no light or knowledge or beauty or stability**5** in the Kingdom of the Grave, whither thou goest. And the worm is crow...
It was a windy night, that memorable seventh night of December, when this philosophy was born in me. How the grave old Professor1 wondered at my ravings! I had called at his house, for he was a valued friend of mine, and I felt strange thoughts and emotions shake within me. Ah! ho...
so that the rumour went that this was but a device of the High Priestess to increase the reputation of the temple fore sanctity. And, their folly confirming them in this, they agreed cheerfully and boasted themselves. Now then did I swathe them one by one in the grave-clothes of Osiris,...
Behold! these be grave mysteries; for there are also of my friends who be hermits. Now think not to find them in the forest or on the mountain; but in beds of purple, caressed by magnificent beasts of women with large limbs, and fire and light in their eyes, and masses of flaming ...
It was the first time I had known him to complain of his health. In six years he had not had as much as a headache. I told him my “dream” when we were in bed, and he seemed unusually grave, as if he understood where I had failed in its interpretation. In the morning he was...
Two earlier drafts of this ritual, with a measure of audience participation, are also extant. 1: THELEMA, AGAPÉ, and AUMGN in Greek in the original. FIAOF or VIAOV (Hebrew, Vau-Yod-Aleph-Ayin-Yod = 93) is a variation of the formula of IAO discussed by Crowley in Chapter V of...