Yet my mind — thanks be to the most high eternal gods! — can never rest for more than an albatross’s glide upon the slopes of the past. Today, writing my memories, I feel as if I were playing a sort of practical joke upon myself. I am hot on the trail of the future. I can imagine myself on my deathbed, spent utterly with lust to touch the next world, like a boy asking for his first kiss from a woman.
Aleister Crowley, The Confessions of Aleister Crowley, Chapter 54
“Look, there’s no point in freaking out about the trials and ruining your day,” Phillip said. “I know,” Martin agreed. “Freak out tomorrow. That’s when the trials are. Today is meant to be a day of fun. Possibly your last.”
Scott Meyer, Off to Be the Wizard [Amazon, Bookshop, Local Library]
Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.
“I am Yesterday, To-day and To-morrow, for I am born again and again. I am That Whose Force is unmanifest and nourisheth the Dwellers in the West. I am the Guider in the East. The Lord of the Two Faces Who seeth by His own Light. The Lord of Resurrections Who cometh forth from the Dusk and Whose Birth is from the House of Death.” [via]
Egyptian Magic in Egyptian Magic by Florence Farr.
“His feet to-day stood in the place that yesterday his eye could scarcely see, and beyond him in the Invisible was his next day’s resting place.” [via]