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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Wednesday, 11 February 1920
3.00 p.m. circa. Opus[1] VI, Eliane [Elaine Vacari]. Object: to make a great play (out of Beadle's [Charles Beadle] ‘Tree of Life’, etc.) Opus, fair to poor. Elixir, fair.
Note. This opus was one for which I had a real antipathy. As a result, not only did my play-idea, which had gone strong and well all a.m., peter out, but I made myself pretty damned ill.
1—[Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.]
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