Tag Archives: ecstasy

“The other self, the anti-self or the antithetical self, as one may choose to name it, comes but to those who are no longer deceived, whose passion is reality”

Susan Johnston Graf, W.B. Yeats Twentieth Century Magus: An In-Depth Study of Yeat’s Esoteric Practices and Beliefs, Including Excerpts from His Magical Diaries [Bookshop, Amazon]

“Yeats explains what he meant by ‘passion is reality’: ‘… for the awakening, for the vision, for the revelation of reality, tradition offers us a different word-ecstasy’ … Immersion in the anti-self brought about a ‘revelation of reality,’ an ecstatic state that enabled the artist to create works of genius. … Only when he became the anti-self could he become a totally subjective individual, overcome the illusion of duality, and find a ‘revelation of reality.'”

Hermetic quote Graf W B Yeats Twentieth Century Magus to those who are no longer deceived whose passion is reality

The passionate ecstasy that engendered his poetry was excited by the stark, pagan purity of his sensuality, which found its talismanic representation in the tower struck by lightning.

Susan Johnston Graf, W B Yeats Twentieth Century Magus

Hermetic quote Graf Yeats ecstasy

The Magical Revival

The Magical Revival [also, also] by Kenneth Grant, the 2010 standard edition hardcover from Starfire Publishing, is part of the collection at the Reading Room.

Kenneth Grant The Magical Revival from Starfire Publishing

“When the original manuscript of this book was submitted for publication the author was told he had provided ‘too much material for one book’. This proved to be correct. The work here presented—in an enhanced edition—became the first volume of three Trilogies. They deal with a detailed analysis of certain occult traditions which existed long before the Christian epoch, survived its persecutions and anathemas, and reappeared in recent times with renewed vigour.

The continuity of this magical current as reflected in the work of Aleister Crowley, Austin Osman Spare, Dion Fortune and others is here traced through the Tantrik Tradition of the Far East, the Sumerian Cult of Shaitan and the Draconian, Sabian, or Typhonian rites of the ‘dark’ dynasties of ancient Egypt.

Sexual magick and mysterious rites have always been practiced; drugs and other substances have constantly been used to induce ecstasy, to produce visions and to facilitate traffic with the denizens of other worlds or planes of consciousness; but an initiated rationale of the process such as presented here has been rarely forthcoming.

The genuine magical tradition as revived by Adepts like Crowley is here related to its ancient sources and brought into line with phases of contemporary occultism that are evolving a New Gnosis to supercede the sterile superstitions bred of an aeon-long misunderstanding of the old.

As a contribution to occult lore, The Magical Revival and its companion volumes have become standard source-books in their special field.” — flap copy

 

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Absinthe

Apollon, qui pleurait le trépas d’Hyacinthe,

Ne voulait pas céder la victoire à la mort.

Il fallait que son âme, adepte de l’essor,

Trouvât pour la beauté une alchimie plus sainte.

Donc, de sa main céleste il épuise, il éreinte

Les dons les plus subtils de la divine Flore.

Leurs corps brisés soupirent une exhalaison d’or

Dont il nous recueillait la goutte de l’Absinthe!

Aux cavernes blotties, aux palais pétillants,

Par un, par deux, buvez ce breuvage d’aimant.

Car c’est un sortilège, un propos de dictame;

Ce vin d’opal pale avortit la misère,

Ouvre de la beauté l’intime sanctuaire

— Ensorcelle mon cœur, extasie mon âme!

Jeanne Le Goulue (Aleister Crowley), The International, XI 10

 

Apollo, who mourned at Hyacinthe’s demise,

Refused to concede this victory to Death.

Much better that the soul, adept in transformation,

Had to find a holy alchemy for beauty.

Thus with his celestial hand he drained and crushed

The subtlest harvest of the garden goddess,

The broken bodies of the herbs yielding a golden essence

From which we measure out our first drop—of Absinthe!

In lowly hovels and in glittering courts,

Alone, in pairs, drink up this potion of desire!

For it is sorcery—as one might say—

When the pale opal wine ends all misery,

Opens beauty’s most intimate sanctuary—

—Bewitches my heart, and exalts my soul in ecstasy!

In Nomine Babalon, CLI

CLI

I become KAOS and You are my bride,

Our union is ecstasy, light glorified!

My lover, my mistress, my sole devotion,

I raise up the cup and adore Babalon!

In Nomine Babalon: 156 Adorations to the Scarlet Goddess

 

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In Nomine Babalon, LXXV

LXXV

I call on my angel to show me the light,

The essence of Chaos to lend me its might

To bear all the ecstasy You lay upon!

I raise up the cup and adore Babalon!

In Nomine Babalon: 156 Adorations to the Scarlet Goddess

 

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Concerning Death by Aleister Crowley in International, Dec 1917.

“But the orb revolveth anon; the shadow passeth away from thee. There is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu! For inasmuch as thou hast made the Law of Freedom thine, as thou hast lived in Light and Liberty and Love, thou hast become a Freeman of the City of the Stars.” [via]

Concerning Death by Aleister Crowley in International, Dec 1917.

“Is not the ecstasy of Nuit the consciousness of the continuity of existence, the omnipresence of her body? All that hath hurt thee was that thou knewest it not, and as that fadeth from thee thou shalt know as never yet how all is one.” [via]