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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Rex de Arte Regia Wednesday, 23 December 1914
Opus[1] XVII
8.7 p.m. ‘Only a glimmer to chasten the gloom.’ Weather fine and frosty.
Same [Assistant] [Grace Harris] as VIII.
Object: ‘The mantle of David and Solomon’, i.e. power to write Phallic praise equal in literary value to the Psalms and Canticles. I now realize that a quarter-fledged Magus should not try for miracles of this size. ‘Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth; for thy love is better than wine’ has been written; and if the O.T.O. Magick can equal that. . . ! ! !
The Operation was well and duly done: highly orgiastic at the final moment, yet the Object held in a bulldog grip. The Elixir was admirably formed, though not great in quantity; it was ample and satisfying.
Result: Began Psalms[2] on returning home and wrote three. Woke up at 5.30 and wrote some more. 5.30 p.m., at it again. Wrote about sixteen, then current seemed to stop.
1—[Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.] 2—[Crowley’s ‘Psalms’ which he called ‘Hymns to the High Gods of Heaven’.]
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