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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Gerald Yorke
55 Avenue de Suffren, Paris, VII
November 8th, 1928.
Care Frater:
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
I have just heard from Germer [Karl Germer] about the proposed life insurance policy.[1] I don't know anything about this kind of business, but I should like to know if you are willing to do it.
Without any reason in particular, I am still quite hopeful about Kasimira [Kasimira Bass]. I think the basis of my optimism is simply that her little stay in the country appears to have calmed her nerves, and when she is normal she is perfectly delightful. I have never faltered in my personal opinion about her good will and good faith. On a great many of the subjects of disagreement she has been right. The real errors have been her insistence upon trivialities. One is right, for example, to pick up one's hat which has blown off, but one cannot do it in the middle of a bayonet charge. But I am quite sure that all these little fusses were dictated by a genuine concern in my welfare, and we all have to admit, generally speaking, she did very good work and helped enormously in the reconstruction. I could tell you various incidents which prove astonishing devotion.
If you agree to Cora's [Cora Eaton] proposal I hope that you will cable her that you will arrange the matter. We do need a thousand dollars at once to carry on. I want to get that book [Magick in Theory and Practice] to the printers in case Ogden [C. K. Ogden] does not accept it. There is a fortune in it; once it comes out our whole situation is made. I regard it as more important than the Memoirs [The Confessions of Aleister Crowley].
Hunt's [Carl de Vidal Hunt] limitation is that he sees everything in the terms of journalism. He is apparently unaware of the existence of the serious occult public. The trouble with him is that he is a cynic. If he could only believe in people, and look for noble motives instead of base ones, he would be in a very different position today. But of course if you expect nothing but coprolite out of a mountain side and don't believe that the gold nuggets that you pick out are gold, you can't expect to get rich.
Love is the law, love under will.
Yours fraternally,
666.
P.S. What has happened about that sample of the geomancy box?[2] A thing of this sort should be put through without any delay at all. Our great need is marketable propositions to show to possible buyers.
666.
Gerald Yorke, Esq., 9, Mansfield Street, London, W. 1.
1—[To guarantee a loan from her by taking out a life insurance policy. G.J. Yorke.] 2—[This refers to a Geomancy Box he was trying to market. The geomancy box was first called The Finger of Fate. The needle as of a compass in the centre of a circle. You approach your forefinger nearly to it until your body heat causes the needle to swing round. Withdraw finger and the needle stops, pointing to a number. You look up the number in the pamphlet and the word is your answer. It failed: the delicate balance broke down when the box was moved about—G.J. Yorke.]
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