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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Rex de Arte Regia Wednesday, 16 June 1915
Opus[1] LXVIII
12.21 a.m. A hot night after a heavy thunderstorm. Lamplight.
'Lilian', a short plump young nigger whore.
Object: Poetic inspiration. I was utterly tired out and could hardly perform the Operation, especially as the cucurbit was worthless, and I wanted either or both of two others [i.e. whores] very badly.
Result: A complete failure so far as actual poetry is concerned; but I got certain poetic ideas. The Operation itself left me tired; then the energy of Opus LXVII seized me again, and ran on to its end some days later.
1—[Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.]
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