|
Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Monday, 14 August 1916
Back from Boston, and Op[use]s.[1] XLI–XLIII.
There is a most mysterious emptiness in the cottage. I have pointedly done all the familiar things; but it still all in vain. Nothing is changed, yet all is changed. It is as if a great banishing had been performed, but not by me. Is this the preparation for a New Current? The Rota gives AP between Libra and KtP, distant 2W. and PsS.
Thelema books give “Thou was like a flake of snow falling in the pine-clad woods,” which refers to Virgo, as to PsS. Am I to meet The Girl?
1—Refers to magical sexual operations.
|