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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Rex de Arte Regia Sunday, 27 May 1917
Opus[1] III
12.05 a.m.
[Assistant] May Lewinstein, prostitute. Post longum intervallum, non possum bene futuere.[2]
Object: Health. (I have really been ill all the time from the middle of March. Only five acts in four months.)
Operation: bad; no erection, immediate ejaculation, little orgasm, Elixir ill-formed. Sense only of relief. Mental concentration feeble in the extreme.
Result: apparent great success.
1—[Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.] 2—['After a long time, I am not able to fuck well.']
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