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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Gerald Yorke
From 10 Hanover Square.
Dec 30 [1941]
By the title of the World's Worst Correspondent I salute you. (I had asked you questions too.)
Do you deserve enclosed? I weep as the Arabian tree drops its medicinal gum, and send it along. This is how it will be for size and shape and colour. Of course there's a verso, rose Cross and trellis with weapons design and printed on regular playing-card board. I'm working out a financial plan for getting the whole deck done. You'll see it in due course.
All jogs normally here—I'm working out a Qab[alistic] analysis of how each trigram modifies each. It shows that King Wan and Son were working from identical realities, not conventions. About half-way through. Hope you and yours are well: no news of mine.
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