Ninety per cent of men (and women) are both lazy and cowardly, and out of sheer moral and intellectual apathy they behave just as circumstances suggest.
There is nothing quite so regrettable
As a life lived unchallenged by itself–
Merely doing what it must, with what’s dealt,
Unquestioning . . . unquestioned. Each day dealt
With as it comes, boring, regrettable,
Uncreative in regards to it itself.
It’s pointless to let life allow itself
To simply accept only what is dealt
And no more, because it’s regrettable
How regrettable life itself is dealt.
Remembering Aleister Crowley
(October 12, 1875–December 1, 1947)
Savitri Devi, Traditionalism, & Nature Religion
Remembering Roy Campbell (October 2, 1901–April 22, 1957)
Announcing the New Savitri Devi Archive
Remembering Savitri Devi (September 30, 1905–October 22, 1982)
Remembering T. S. Eliot:
September 26, 1888–January 4, 1965
La Seconde Venue païenne de Yeats
A Yankee Poet in Greenwich Village