I had been to St. Petersburg to learn Russian for the Diplomatic Service in the long vacation of 1897, and on my way back broke the journey in Berlin to attend the Chess Congress. But I had hardly entered the room where the masters were playing when I was seized with what may justly be described as a mystical experience. I seemed to be looking on at the tournament from outside myself. I saw the masters — one, shabby, snuffy and blear-eyed; another, in badly fitting would-be respectable shoddy; a third, a mere parody of humanity, and so on for the rest. These were the people to whose ranks I was seeking admission. "There, but for the grace of God, goes Aleister Crowley," I exclaimed to myself with disgust, and there and then I registered a vow never to play another serious game of chess. I perceived with praeternatural lucidity that I had not alighted on this planet with the object of playing chess.
BRIAN YOU asked me whether i play chess... hell, no - i hate it!
...i LOVED to play ...sudoku, in a while, untill i REALISED... what i "solved" by ..."playing" sudoku... was, previously, "thought" by somebody-0else. &, since in this fucked-up world there are 2 types of people= the ones who "think"/ manipulate ... othas... &, the "who-thinkers-thought, already"... i felt "thought-by-another", & i throwed sudoku away.
To be a dullard is the first step towards enlightenment. To be a wise Facebook person constantly sharing insipid New Age platitudes is to be a star! Why be a zero, when you can be a hero!
He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven."
Moonchild is a novel written by the British occultist Aleister Crowley in 1917. Its plot involves a magical war between a group of white magicians, led by Simon Iff, and a group of black magicians over an unborn child. It was first published by Mandrake Press in 1923 and its recent edition is published by Weiser.
I know why you bother, Brian. It's like in Guardians of the Galaxy. "Why do you want to save the universe?" "BECAUSE I'M ONE OF THE IDIOTS WHO LIVE IN IT!"
Oskr: it is what it is, honey. Unfortunately it's not really in our power. I personally just wish I hadn't been such an idiot and partaken in Magick in past lives. I've done so many horrible things.
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It was me who asked you if you liked chess, silly! ;)
It's like in Guardians of the Galaxy.
"Why do you want to save the universe?"
"BECAUSE I'M ONE OF THE IDIOTS WHO LIVE IN IT!"
We're both part of humanity, silly willy!!!!!!!!