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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Louis Umfreville Wilkinson
Louis Wilkinson Grove Heart Ripley Surrey
4 Feb 46
Dear Louis
Yours of Feb 2 very welcome. Thanks: the muzziness has gone; but Miss Kingston,[1] ill, can't come to-day. Like a week chopped out of one's life; merde! I am very much impressed by what you say of Liber Aleph: several people—and so different—have written unprovoked to say much the same thing. It determines me to put it top of the Imprimienda. It was not intended in any sense as a commentary on AL. It began as a challenge to Freud, more or less; then ran on. The real interest is in the curious circumstances of how it was written, technically. Will tell you when I see you; (Couldn't you snatch a day this month? I feel very like Noah; it's Fill-Dyke with a vengeance to-day). Advice please! One man thought it better to remove all capitals, even proper names and such. Make a neater page? Do try and take a day or two; I'm bloody lonely.
Yours
Aleister
1—Crowley's secretary/typist at the time.
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