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White Stains has ratings and 7 reviews. Jeff said: Degradation, depravity and odes to fellatio. Yes, the folks of the late ‘s-early ‘s new ho. Other Works by Aleister Crowley: Plays, Fiction, and other originally unnumbered works. WHITE STAINS THE LITERARY REMAINS OF GEORGE ARCHIBALD BISHOP A NEUROPATH OF THE SECOND EMPIRE (Aleister Crowley) Transcribed.

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Better he think, fantasize, equate, and write of these things than repress the fact that he, and in extension all of us, might be capable of such actions. White stains is more than a simple col The description on here makes this sound absolutely shocking, dissgusting even, it isn’t etains really quite beautiful, even in its most gross moments, to some extent i am dissapointed by that, that is not to say that the poetry itself dissapoints me, nor that the themes as whjte in the goodreads description are not obvious, but i was hoping for something extremely poetically explicit, but then crowley did not write to shock, provoke perhaps, but not shock.

I should swoon For the silence, rolled not some dread minstrelsy In fearful anguish on the shuddering air, Breathing out terror and lightning to the night That widly echoes back Hell’s venomous spite, And shrieks aloud the watchword of despair To draw each painracked nerve more tense and gray For I am alone, unloved, whire murk and gloom, Unloved, unfriended, fittest for the tomb, Who worshipped golden aeister and found them clay.

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Is God to help a mortal? Ah, sweet Lord Christ! With them my blood decays, My bones rot inwardly, the venomed days Sink shaft on shaft of agony, the years Bring new distortions, miseries, and fears; New torture to my spirit, and forgot Of God, and health, and loveliness, I rot. By the door Yon horrid panther snarls. Between shy finger whisper me the ‘yea! Her heavy dropping breasts entice My teeth to jewel them with blood, Her hand prepares the sacrifice She would desire of me, the flood That wells from shrines of Paradise Her other hand is mischievous To bid the monster Dane grow mad, His red-haw gaze grows mutinous, Her eyes have lost the calm they had, My body grows all amorous.

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It mocks me like that friend Who comes to to see me daily — 1 shall die Happier if I kill him; so shall I Reap on his body the last tare of lust, And shivel back into my primal dust Filled with all worms and horned beasts with wings, The reptile that sweats acrid juice, and stings With bloody teeth and tongue! The known facts of this life are few, vague, and unsatisfactory; the more definite statements lack corroboration, and almost the only source at the disposal of the biographer is the letters of Mathilde Sgains to Mdme [04] J.

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At his house there the frightful scenes of ’68 took place, and it was there too that he was apprehended after the murders which he describes so faithfully in ‘Abysmos’.

I nerve myself to spring upon and pierce With maddening fangs those firm white bosom towers, To tear those lithe voluptuous limbs apart And glut my ravening soul with vengeance. Edda only has a few special edition copies left on their web site.

Amazon Inspire Digital Educational Resources. Whiet was of noble birth, and — best — A Jewess; her bad lips enticed My lips to taste; I held her breast Fresh from the crucifying Christ; It seemed her thighs were hot with blood Sucked from the bastard Son of God.

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White Stains

Play on its brink! I have it now, Thy gift from Hell’s door! Few are thy sons, but as fierce as dawn, Rapturous moments and weary days, Nights when thine image a thousand ways Is smitten and kissed on the fiery lawn Where the wash of the waves of thy native bays Laps weary limbs, that of thee have drawn Laughter and fire for their souls in pawn.

Amazon Rapids Fun stories for kids on the go. Preview — White Stains by Aleister Crowley. Snakes, bite and hiss! Yes, spare me not, red-lipped, low browed, Large-featured animal I love: This chiefest task Thou wouldst not do.

To thy red centre are my eyes held fast and fervent, as at night Some sad miasma lends a light of strange and silent blasphemies To lure a aleeister to hell, to draw some saint’s charred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. A man who could conceive as he did must himself have had some glorius chord in his heart vibrating to the eternal principle of Boundless Love.

Who crawls in upon me like a vain Damned ghost? What follows is a selection of stanzas that reflect this defilement: Think kindly of him!

I googled this in search of the full text, and got this helpful snippet: No more, all hope must end — Hope! Again as dead Were crowlry borne forth, and then — Can I forget?

The subjects revolve around desire, sex, spirituality and worship.