Comments
by
Aleister
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She was
very unsatisfactory as a clairvoyant; she resented these
precautions. She was a quick-tempered and impulsive woman,
always eager to act with reckless enthusiasm. My cold scepticism
no doubt prevented her from doing her best. Ab-ul-Diz himself
constantly demanded that I should show “faith” and warned me
that I was wrecking my chances by my attitude. I prevailed upon
him, however, to give adequate proof of his existence and his
claim to speak with authority. The main purport of his message
was to instruct me to write a book on my system of mysticism and
Magick, to be called Book Four, and told me that by means
of this book, I should prevail against public neglect. It saw no
objection to writing such a book; on quite rational grounds, it
was a proper course of action, I therefore agreed to do so. But
Ab-ul-Diz was determined to dictate the conditions in which the
book should be written; and this was a difficult matter. He
wanted us to travel to an appropriate place. On this point I was
not wholly satisfied with the result of my cross-examination. I
know now that I was much to blame throughout. I was not honest
either with him, myself or Virakam. I allowed material
considerations to influence me, and I clung—oh triple fool!—to
my sentimental obligations towards Laylah.
We finally decided to do what he asked, though part of my
objection was founded on his refusal to give us absolutely
definite instructions. However, we crossed the passes in a
sleigh to Chiavenna, whence we took the train to Milan. In this
city we had a final conversation with Ab-ul-Diz. I had exhausted
his patience, as he mine, and he told us that he would not visit
us any more. He gave us his final instructions. We were to go to
Rome and beyond Rome, though he refused to name the exact spot.
We were to take a villa and there write Book Four.
— The Confessions of Aleister Crowley. New
York, NY. Hill and Wang, 1969. Pages 677-678.
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The idea
was as follows. I was to dictate; Virakam to transcribe, and if
at any point there appeared the slightest obscurity—obscurity
from the point of view of the entirely ignorant and not
particularly intelligent reader; in a word, the average
lower-class man in the street—I was to recast my thoughts in
plainer language. By this means we hoped to write a book well
within the compass of the understanding of even the simplest-minded seeker after spiritual enlightenment.
Part One of Book Four expounds the principles and
practice of mysticism in simple scientific terms stripped of all
sectarian accretion, superstitious enthusiasms or other
extraneous matter. It proved completely successful in this
sense.
Part Two deals with the principles and practice of Magick. I
explained the real meaning and modus operandi of all the
apparatus and technique of Magick. Here, however, I partially
failed. I was stupid enough to assume that my readers were
already acquainted with the chief classics of Magick. I
consequently described each Weapon, explained it and gave
instructions for its use, without making it clear why it should
be necessary at all. Part Two is therefore an wholly admirable
treatise only for one who has already mastered the groundwork
and gained some experience of the practice of the art.
The number 4 being the formula of the book, it was of course to
consist of four parts. I carried out this idea by expressing the
nature of the Tetrad, not only by the name and plan of the book,
but by issuing it in the shape of a square 4 inches by 4, and
pricing each part as a function of 4. Part One was published at
4 groats, Part Two at 4 tanners, Part Three was to cost 3 “Lloyd
George groats” (at this time the demagogue was offering the
workman ninepence for fourpence, by means of an insurance
swindle intended to enslave him more completely than ever). Part
Four, 4 shillings. Part Three was to deal with the practice of
Magick, and Part Four, of The Book of the Law with its
history and the Comment; the volume, in fact indicated in the
Book itself, chapter III, verse 39.
— The Confessions of Aleister Crowley. New
York, NY. Hill and Wang, 1969. Page 680.
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