MoonChild | by Aleister-Crowley
This is a novel by Crowley about a magical war between a white lodge ( led by Iff ) and a black lodge ( led by Douglas ) over an unborn child, the "moonchild" of the title, with the action moving between London, Paris and a villa in Naples. It was written in 1917 in New Orleans.
This book was written in 1917, during
such leisure as my efforts to bring America into the War on
our side allowed me. Hence my illusions on the subject, and
the sad showing of Simon Iff at the end. Need I add that, as
the book itself demonstrates beyond all doubt, all persons and
incidents are purely the figment of a disordered
London, 1929. A.C.
- Chapter I: A Chinese God
- London, in England, the capital city of the British Empire, is
situated upon the banks of the Thames. It is not likely
- Chapter II: A Philosophical Disquisition Upon The Nature Of The
- There is little difference - barring our Occidental
subtlety -- between Chinese philosophy and English ...
- Chapter III: Telekinesis: Being The Art Of Moving Objects At A
- The Countess Mottich was far more famous than most Prime
Ministers or Imperial Chancellors
- Chapter IV: Lunch, After All; And A Luminous Account Of The Fourth
- "I confess to hunger," said Simon Iff, after a few
moments. Cyril kissed Lisa on the mouth, and ...
- Chapter V: Of The Thing In The Garden; And Of
The Way Of The Tao
- "Oh, little Brother!"
said the old mystic sadly.
- Chapter VI: Of A Dinner, With The Talk Of Divers
- Simon Iff and Cyril Grey had slipped out of the reception-room to
clothe themselves according to their dignity in the Order.
- Chapter VII: Of The Oath Of Lisa La Giuffria;
And Of Her Vigil In The Chapel Of Abominations
- Before we go further,"
began Cyril Grey, "I think it right to express a doubt as
to the advisability of our procedure ...
- Chapter VIII: Of The Homunculus; Conclusion Of
The Former Argument Concerning The Nature Of The Soul
- "I Am going to be perfectly horrid," said Simon Iff,
leaning over to Lisa, and measuring his words with the
- Chapter IX: How They Brought The Bad News From
Arago To Quincampoix: And What Action Was Taken Thereupon
- Just as Lord Antony Bowling
turned into the Grands Boulevards from the Faubourg Montmartre,
Akbar Pasha was leaving them
- Chapter X: How They Gathered The Silk For The
Weaving Of The Butterfly-Net
- Cyril Grey made the midnight invocation to the Sun-God, Khephra,
the Winged Beetle, upon the crest of the Long Rocher; and he
made the morning invocation ...
- Chapter XI: Of The Moon Of Honey, And Its
Events; With Sundry Remarks On Magick; The Whole Adorned With
Moral Reflections Useful To The Young
- The many-terraced garden of the
villa was planted with olive and tamarind, orange and cypress;
- Chapter XII: Of Brother Onofrio, His Stoutness
And Valiance; And Of The Misadventures That Came Thereby To The
- The ecclesiastic is a definite type of man. The Italian priest
has changed his character in three thousand years as little as
he has his costume.
- Chapter XIII: Of The Progress Of The Great
Experiment; Not Forgetting Our Friends Last Seen In Paris, About
Whose Welfare Much Anxiety Must Have Been Felt
- Early in January Cyril Grey received a letter from Lord Antony
Bowling. "My good Grey," it began, "may the New
Year bring you courage to break your resolutions early!
- Chapter XIV: An Informative Discourse Upon The
Occult Character Of The Moon, Her Threefold Nature, Her Fourfold
Phases, And Her Eight-And-Twenty Mansions; With An Account Of The
Events That Preceded The Climax Of The Great Experiment, But
Especially Of The Vision Of Iliel
- The Ancients, whose wisdom is so much despised by those who have
never studied it, but content themselves with a pretence of
understanding modern science which deceives nobody, would have smiled to
observe how often ...
- Chapter XV: Of Dr. Vesquit And His Companions,
How They Fared In Their Work Of Necromancy; And Of A Council Of
War Of Cyril Grey And Brother Onofrio; With Certain Opinions Of
The Former Upon The Art Of Magick.
- The Neapolitan winter had overpassed its common clemency; save
for a touch of frost, kindly and wholesome, on a few nights,
it had no frown or rigour
- Chapter XVI: Of The Spreading Of The
Butterfly-Net; With A Delectable Discourse Concerning Divers
Orders Of Being; And Of The State Of The Lady Iliel, And Her
Desires, And Of The Second Vision That She Had In Waking.
- A Great peace brooded on the Villa. Daily sun gathered the
strength; and the west wind told the flowers that a little
bird had whispered to him that the spring was coming.
- Chapter XVII: Of The Report Which Edwin Arthwait
Made To His Chief, And Of The Deliberations Of The Black Lodge
Thereupon; And Of The Conspiracies There- By Concerted; With A
Discourse Upon Sorcery
- quot;Exordiumatically, deponent precateth otity orient exaudient, dole basilical's
assumpt. Pragmatics, ex Ventro Genesiaco ad umbilicum
Apocalypticum, determinated logomachoepy's nodal puncts,
genethliacally benedict, eschatologically ---
kakoglaphyrotopical! Ergmoiraetic, apert
parthenorhododactylical, colophoned thanatoskianko-morphic!
- Chapter XVIII: The Dark Side Of The Moon
- The spring gathered her garments together, then flung them wide
over the Bay of Naples. Hers is the greatest force in Nature,
because her clarion sounds the summons of creation. It is she
- Chapter XIX: The Grand Bewitchment
- The Operation planned by the Black Lodge was simple and colossal
both in theory and in practice. It was based on the prime
principle of Sympathetic Magic, which is that if you destroy
anything which is bound up with anybody by an identifying link
that person also perishes.
- Chapter XX: Walpurgis-Night
- The spring in Naples had advanced with eager foot; in her gait
she revealed the truth of her godhead; and by the end of April there was
no wreath of snow on Apennine, or Alban, or Apulian Hill.
- Chapter XXI: Of The Renewal Of The Great Attack;
And How It Fared
- Douglas had been decidedly put out by the death of his wife.
After all, she had been a sort of habit; a useful drudge, when all was
said. Besides, he missed, acutely, the pleasures of torturing ...
- Chapter XXII: Of A Certain Dawn Upon Our Old
Friend The Boulevard Arago;
And Of The Loves Of Lisa La Giuffria And Abdul Bey, How They
Prospered. Of The Conclusion Of The False Alarm Of The Great
Experiment, And Of A Conference Between Douglass And His
- Lord Antony Bowling was one of three men in the War Office who
could speak French perfectly; despite this drawback, he had
been selected to confer with the French headquarters in
Paris. Here he met Cyril Grey, busy with his tailor. The young
magician had once held a captaincy in a Hussar regiment, ...
- Chapter XXIII: Of The Arrival Of A Chinese God
Upon The Field Of Battle; Of His Success With His Superiors And Of
A Sight Which He Saw Upon The Road To Paris. Also Of That Which
Thereby Came Unto Him, And Of The End Of All Those Things Whose
Event Begat A Certain Beginning
- Unmatched in history is the Retreat of the British Army from
Mons. It was caught unprepared; it had to fight three weeks
before it was ready; it was outnumbered three to one by a
triumphant enemy; it was not co-ordinated with the French
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