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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Norman Mudd
Collegium ad Spiritum Sanctum, Cefalu Sicily.
Feb 24, '21 E.V.
My dear Norman,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
'Twas great hearing of you once more—especially, such news. Next time you wander over the planet, business or no business, I hope you will drop in on our Abbey [Abbey of Thelema] here where we can fry you in your own fat much better [?] than elsewhere. Be on your guard! The geas of Probation is a terrible test of a man. 8% is the record of [illegible].
I've been through mills that grind exceedingly small, and an only just getting ready to resume activities in publications etc. I have come to Paris for two months to try to put something through—wish I had you here to edit the [illegible] part of the comment on the Book of the Law. I hope Arctaeon [Charles Stansfeld Jones] had some material for you to work on; he did a marvellous thing digging out [illegible] as the Master-Key.
I hope you will make a thing which has position but neither part nor magnitude of writing to me [?] — now we know where we are, more or less, in relation to arbitrary geographical possibilities. Sicily is a perfect place, but one is always insanely delighted at getting news from the underworld.
So I shall expect to find the footprint of your fist in the sands of my [illegible] whence I get back in Cefalu.
Love is the law, love under will,
Ever yours ever
The Beast 666
P.S. Xcuse writing: am in love with a Swiss horse, which jolts me. Any news of V.B.N. [Victor B. Neuburg] by the way? We can none of us trace him at all.
A.C.
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