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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Tuesday, 2 April 1907
The Pillar of Glory—all day fagging out estimates for cylinders; nobody will even attempt the job!
In a sub-samadhic ecstasy, beware lest you mistake mere trien-d'étre for anything spiritual.
At night, bound Abramelin Talisman XXVII Arsarah on head under Lamen, to sleep with.
Vast dreams, but memory quite dull.
Throat attacked, but little.
An interview with guru S.A.P. [Sri Agayama Paramahamsa] etc, without dog-faced chelas.
He is good to talk to and has a very fine aura. One departs stronger in every way.
He leaves on the 20th. It is well in his absence to select any comparatively human chelas, if to be found, and teach them.
I am to see him again to show my meditation act—mein, take him a present of snuff?
And he must give me hathayoga. Aum!
For hathayoga is a letter of the word CATENA.
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