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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Rex de Arte Regia Saturday, 2 January 1915
Opus[1] XX
9.0 p.m. I have a feeling that all these operations will be better when Jupiter gets clear of and is in the midheaven or thereabouts at night. Weather colder after snow and quick thaw. Light as XIX.
As XIV [Lea Dewey].
Object: The gift of oratory.
The Operation was very good indeed, closely resembling XIX. The Elixir was refined, mild and of good quality but not especially plentiful. Concentration good, very good.
Result: 3 Jan. Tried: simply rotten. 4 Jan. I was unexpectedly asked to speak at a club and got through creditably. 5 Jan. I am unexpectedly asked to recite at a reception.
Some of the Operations are like those of the spring in England. This country has no sex-force to draw on.
The object was suggested by two separate prophecies, Mrs Maud Ore's and the Revd Holden Simpson's, that I would become a great orator.
1—[Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.]
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