Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Thursday, 27 September 1917

 

 

I’ve been ill—liver chill and cold, etc. Every phenomenon is a Change; all Change is interesting as such; therefore the Universe is Joy. But the Idealist, with his Fixed God, is always disappointed. The Masters of Truth are the only happy men, though they constantly observe what men stupidly call Sorrow.

 

 

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