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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Wednesday, 17 July 1907
Half asleep, a wonderful vision pure orange from blood on cerise à la Rembrandt. Not equal to a dhyana; quite.
Crossed to Gibraltar. T. [Lord Tankerville] in for a bad attack—cut short by favourable telegram. His condition this evening far better than I have ever known bar the one day when he got a Glimpse. He discussed Elant and sex both quite sanely.
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