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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Thursday, 22 March 1900
[See Preparation for the Operation of the Sacred Magic of Abra-Melin the Mage for background information.]
I was ill and unable to do much. The [5º=6o] MSS. from Allan [Allan Bennett] cheered me a little. I am better at nightfall, and resolve to arise before the Sun, and to begin to write my general confession unto the Lord, with the utmost humility and devotion. If it does not last till sundown, I cannot help it. May He behold my shortcomings, my follies, and my sins, flood them with the Waters of His Mercy, purge them with the Fire of his Justice, and with His Holy Breath create in me a clean heart, that an established and balanced Microcosm may be His Temple!
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