Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Isidore Kerman
S.W.1. WHI: 9331.
[Undated: circa 1943]
Dear Kerman,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
The morning after the visit with which you honoured my poor [illegible], I expected to wake up to find mounted police controlling the seething mob of would-be investors.
But no.
I must get this fixed quickly, and I would so much rather do it through you than by way of advertisement. You are a lucky man, and I want to share the umbrella.
The news is very good, except that the Bank of England is still sitting on my £250 odd: for the trouble which has upset the principal Lodge in California is now at an end, and my monthly return from U.S.A. ought to be much increased.
London, too, is beginning to sit up and take notice: several new people, including on very well off financially, are joining up. Do help to rake in the Pieces of Eight!
Love is the law, love under will.
Yours sincerely,
Aleister Crowley.
P.S. Please telephone an appointment for this week. I must start advertizing on Monday. A.C.
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