Correspondence from Wilfred Talbot Smith to Aleister Crowley

 

     

 

6 May 35

 

 

Care Frater 666

 

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. . . I have been frightfully low financially, mentally, and spiritually. Hence my not writing for so long. Nothing of real consequence to tell you. People are so frightful. Civilization, sic, as one contacts it here is an abortion.

     

We keep on with the Mass [Gnostic Mass] every Sunday, and I try to give them an intelligible talk afterwards. One reads them a poem, AHA, and it goes over their heads, and an effort at some explanation goes over their heads. They are so hopeless they can't even see the beauty of it. Ninety-nine per cent are communists or pacifists, or both. It is just pathetic. I would like to see how you would handle some of these sexless pacifist democrats. I don't see any hope until the Word [of the Equinox] has in actuality been fulfilled.

     

On the other side there is my own incapacity. I wish there was some prospect of joining you. But I have no money and the problem of getting an existence is always to be considered. Just as my arse was hanging out of the seat of my pants, Regina [Regina Kahl] got a bit of a job with the Teachers' Emergency under the S.E.R.A. administration. She has 3 classes and tries to put over a few ideas. Also the job of getting out the two-paged enclosure every week. Something might come of it. She has a wonderful personality—at least that is what people think until they live with her. Of course I find no difficulty—in fact, I can't imagine my trying to live with any one else. And she feels the same about me. If it was to be taken literally, she would seem to fill the part of "Let her be loud and adulterous . . . and let her be shameless before all men!" And this is not comforting to the smug troglodytes.

     

If I could only meet a few decent people who could see what we have really for, I would start the O.T.O. going, but I have almost decided this place is hopeless. I think savages would be more hopeful than these shallow intellectuals. But I'm awfully tired of people and pretty nearly hate them all. And a lot of this raving is complaint at one's own incompetence.

     

Well, I have said more than enough to let you know we are still attempting to keep the rush light burning here. Please write and tell me what you are doing; and I hope you are keeping well.

 

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Fraternally.

 

 

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