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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Monday, 15 February 1915
I had gone to sleep praying for a dream to teach me how to fix the volatile.
I was in a room-square, bare in N[ew] Y[ork] where were 4 or 5 men. The eldest showed me the Book of Galeth (I took this to be in the Bible) and read some curious verses with words strange to me, They sang also, and the senior preached, illustrating his speech by a dying lion—a series of statues reminding one of the dying pig toy which I had noticed on the street a day or so before—in each case the lion was to be turned over onto its back. The theme of the sermon was mostly that "He" Christ or lion or elixir or something must be turned completely over, and must be made very dead indeed. The book was full of promises that he would come back, and he—on the whole—is not wanted back.
In Dream 2 I was wandering from a hotel in a desert place into a sort of Eastern City or bazaar. A boy was clinging to me at first; later a girl. I, on the other hand, merely wanted a Turkish bath. The whole town was part of the bath, but I couldn't find the hotel room, and in hunting about I got out again to the sign post where the roads parted just beyond the hotel.
10:50. Inv[oke]
4:20. Inv.
10:20 about. Inv.
1—[A ritual by
Allan Bennett, adapted by Crowley as "Liber
Israfel sub figura LXIV." His use of this invocation is
noted in the diary as "Inv.
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