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Correspondence from Martha Küntzel to Aleister Crowley
Leipzig
April 25th [19]29
Dear and revered Great Brother,
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Yes, I have got up again, but even in this "exalted" attitude I cannot help feeling exactly as I did before as to the hopelessness of the whole thing. Well meaning friends write to-day; that in case of the untruth of the statement, that, by false publications you had driven America into war, not being thoroughly refuted the movement was done for in Germany. That was the reason of A. Besant's [Annie Besant] losing her ground in Germany.
People will judge from their own plane and as this is below the Abyss you cannot expect them to understand, even in theory, for the entering of America into the war was the reason for our defeat and all the terrible consequences, the slavery in which we live, the endless misery for several generations.
They might disbelieve the other accusations, but they would want a firm abnegation or at least a valid proof, and that can't be given. It would be a variation of the French "Qui s'excuse s'accuse."
You speak of discussing the terms of peace and your proposing compromises. Where did you give them utterance? But even if you could prove that you had been in connection with Woodrow Wilson it would not alter much.
I cannot make any impression with what you wrote about Hindenburg, because it is not your taking the part of your country, but the double part you played! Though I am perfectly sure that no one would be ready to forgive you, if the result had been the reverse.
I must say that I am at the end of my wits. The first action must be very strong and impressive, or it is lost from the beginning! I wish you would answer soon, at once, as you did my last letter.
If you succeed in being allowed to return to France it can only be done by proving to be pure of moral offences but the rest would remain the same, for Germany.
I quite believe hat the Gods are having a lot of fun Over There, but it look not a bit of fun here, I must say.
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Ever loyally
Your little sister
I. W. E.
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