Tag Archives: Word

The Book of the Law is the Charter of Woman; the Word Thelema has opened the lock of Her “girdle of chastity.” Your Sphinx of stone has come to life; to know, to will, to dare and to keep silence.

Yes, I, The Beast, my Scarlet Whore bestriding me, naked and crowned, drunk on Her golden Cup of Fornication, boasting Herself my bedfellow, have trodden Her in the Market place, and roared this Word that every woman is a star. And with that Word is uttered Woman’s Freedom

Aleister Crowley, New Comment on Liber Legis, The Book of the Law, III:55

But why is there no life in any of our Slain God rituals! It is for us to
restore them by the Word and the Grip.

For us, who have the inner knowledge, inherited or won, it remains to
restore the true rites of Attis, Adonis, Osiris, of Set, Serapis, Mithras, and
Abel.

Aleister Crowley, review of John Yarker’s The Arcane Schools in Equinox I:iv

Practically all those parts of the Book which deal with social matters may be considered as political in the old and proper sense of the word; of modern politics it disdains to speak.

Aleister Crowley, Magick Without Tears, Chapter LVI: Marriage—Property—War—Politics

There is a word to say about the Hierophantic task. Behold! there are three ordeals in one, and it may be given in three ways. The gross must pass through fire; let the fine be tried in intellect, and the lofty chosen ones in the highest. Thus ye have star & star, system & system; let not one know well the other!

Aleister Crowley, Liber Legis, The Book of the Law, I.50

Of what use the wisdom of Virginity to him who has been raped by the seducer, ignorance? Of what use sciences or any knowledge except as medicine? Hidden treasure does not come at the word nor by digging with your hands in the main road. Even with the proper implements and accurate knowledge of place, etc., may be but the acquisition of what you possessed long ago. There is a great doubt as to whether it is hidden, except by the strata of your experience and atmospheres of your belief.

Austin Osman Spare, The Book of Pleasure

The “secrets” (or arcane truths) imparted in this Degree are explained as consisting of certain peculiar marks or signs, intended to distinguish all Brethren of the elementary grade of Apprentice. Outwardly, in this and in subsequent Degrees also, they are expressed by step, sign, and word. These, of course, are not the full or real secrets, but only figurative emblems of them. It is what they signify that constitutes the secrets, and that significance is left for the Candidate to meditate upon and reduce into daily personal practice. Only so will he really learn them and come to understand why they are called “secrets” and why we insist upon their use. They can never be orally communicated, except in symbolic form, but must be learned by experimental practice.

W L Wilmshurst, The Ceremony of Initiation, Part II

since he had read the Word, the Word was now lodged inside him, even if he had not met the Author; that he had become the Book, the Word made flesh, through that little bit of the divine that the craft of reading allows to all those who seek to learn the secrets held by a page.

Alberto Manguel, The Library at Night [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]

With this word and a new Path of Return was brought into the world.

J S Kupperman, A History of the Western Mystery Tradition to the Twentieth Century: The Mythology of Magic, Part I: Historicus Mythologicus

a good environment to work in, surrounded by people who believe in a fairer and better society, and who have decided to act on their beliefs and dedicate their lives to trying to change the world. Sounds utopian, maybe. But the important word here is probably not the one you are thinking of. It’s trying.

Angela Y Davis, Frank Barat, & Cornel West, Freedom Is a Constant Struggle: Ferguson, Palestine, and the Foundations of a Movement

A crow. Hopping down a branch over her head. Staring at her with one black eye. Then another. “Hello, cousin.” She straightened up, boots firm beneath her. “What’s the word?” “Craaahhk!”

T Thorn Coyle, Alighting on His Shoulders: Ten Tales From Sideways Worlds

The Hermetic Library Blog

Faint gibbering heard from somewhere near the restricted stacks

Tag Archives: Word