Tag Archives: Self

Yet Time To Turn in White Stains by Aleister Crowley.

“She loved me then; she loves me now, afar.
Ah, she knew not! and I, so steeped and stained
With fierce sins, knew myself unworthy of
The heart I gained,
And, a lost mariner whose polar star
He is ashamed to look to, cast away her love.” [via]

Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.

“The seeds placed within the heart or AB may now be considered as symbolising the powers of Thought and Will: these once set in action by Theurgic practices or self-devotion to the highest aspiration of the conscious being produce a curious result.” [via]

Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.

“The Man who cannot ‘be Himself’ must be melted down in the casting-ladle of PHTHA. The artist-craftsman of the Gods will disperse the elemental material which in its present combination cannot, and will not, be regenerated; he bides his time for a happier moment of operation.” [via]