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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Louis Umfreville Wilkinson
Hell. 1123 Broadway New York City
August 21, 1917.
Dr. Louis U. Wilkinson, 10 Davis Place, Rockaway Beach, L. I.
Awfully jolly, dear old chappie, to hear from you again so soon. Very glad too of your good news with regard to Powys [John Cowper Powys] and the other matter. I shall be glad to get Shakespeare, but I want something in October of the definite propaganda type. We have to print things that are likely to bring in money right away; and the only game is the Uplift.
As to the liver, I think you know my prescription! Couldn’t you reverse that in some way? I expect it is principally the heat. The direct action of the sun’s rays seems to have an effect on some people, though it never did on me. In your place I should feel inclined to make a move to the mountains till the worst of the hot weather is over.
About dreams, that I imagine is the explanation given by Freud, that the events of the day are simple expressions, etc; but this appears to me a gross violation of the law of parsimony. That in fact is the whole trouble with Freud. If you do not agree with him, he will not allow you to argue but simply says you don’t understand; you are quite ignorant; just like a theologian. But it is quite absurd to say that if a man shoots himself and dies in consequence that the only cause of death is the operation of the outraged ghost of his great-grandmother. It is this that is really at the bottom of the trouble with German science. I must drop off, as the eminent Mr. Hereward Carrington has done me the honour to call at my humble office.
Yours ever
Aleister Crowley.
AC / RBG
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