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Correspondence from George MacNie Cowie to Aleister Crowley
14 Glenisla Gardens, Edinburgh.
26 July. [1917]
Care Frater.
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
It's just 'care frater' now, as in happier days of old. I've been ill in body as a natural result of overstrain on my mind. Apart from your politics, the root worry is the eternal and squalid want of peace, and the unpleasantness or impossibility of details in letters that are more than censored. Goodness how long is this to go on? It is more than time for the deus ex machina.
I've taken steps towards re-construction, but owing to the absence of our solicitor have been for some time without a reply. Without money at our back however———I should be far less worried if I could help Mary [Mary Davies] out, but I'm barely solvent myself and see a rainy day ahead. It takes all heart and hope out of one. "Fear not for money" indeed!
There is no letter. My mind is much calmer as a result of having got some real meditation, whilst unfit for work, but it's difficult to write. I must just hope for good news of some sort and the clearing up of your political position. It's no pleasant matter for us that—till then.
I hope S.J. [Charles Stansfeld Jones] will come across. There is so much he can only hear on the spot. I heard from him today and will write. Also heard from S[outh] A[frica]. A reasonable letter but no actual help.
Love is the law, love under will.
Ever fraternally.
Geo M Cowie.
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