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In The Temple

The subtle-souled dim radiant queen

Burns like a bale-fire through the mist;

The slender earth is bright and green,

Emerald, gray and amethyst;

The wavering breeze has slowly kissed

The way between

Her zone and wrist.

Pale guardian of the altar-flame,

Syren of old, perfidious song,

A murmuring runnel lately came

In streaming hate of mortal wrong.

Wait, for, my goddess, not for long

The snake is tame. …

See! He is strong!

The wide-set temple-pillars gleam,

As marble white, and tall as pines;

The doorway to immortal dream

Lies through the temple’s purple shrines.

Behold, pure queen, the magic signs.

Let words out-stream

As mingled wines! …

Victor B Neuburg, Equinox I iv


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I Make Myself Invisible in Articles by Aleister Crowley.

“Later, when I was transferring my apparatus to my house in Scotland, I employed two workmen to remove the mirrors. As they were working they were suddenly overcome, knocked out by unseen assailants. It took several hours to revive them.

People passing the doorway suddenly fell down in fits. That flat remained without a tenant for years after I had left it. All this was because I had not enough experience to control the forces.” [via, also]