Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Sunday, 19 March 1922

 

 

1.11 A.M. A wild wet evening looking for a IX° partner, Jeanne Gros, a Geneva Swiss to dinner: values her cunt, so I don't.

     

Fernande Jeanne; cunnilingus to obtain energy necessary for full prophetic possession—(Op VIII).

     

Geogeo, a gigantic market girl of 24, a magnificent animal, shameless but stupid; however, I think she will do. She is to dine tomorrow at seven-thirty.

     

Op[us] VIII as VII. In order to prosecute these researches, I released the ban: hence 24 1/2 Medium. Medium. Small [dose of Heroin].

     

I have now taken a 10 cg Luminal tablet and shall doubtless sleep the sleep of the Just.

     

Programme for the day: book-binder [?] herb-concierge [?] Turker first thing. Stewart at 5 or so. Booth [Arthur Booth-Clibborn] at 6 or so. Geogeo at 7.30. Wally about Everest.

     

Message about Aimee [Aimée Gouraud]: "I forbid argument. Conquer! That is enough". I shall not send my letter about her disgusting conduct. I shall lam it in (so to speak) when I see her.

     

2.20 A.M. Sleeping: mentally excited by Lea's [Leah Hirsig] letter etc—esp[ecially] her miraculous physical grasp of poor D.D.S. [George Cecil Jones] which explains his futilities from 1899 to date in one superb generalization. So I take a second Luminal. I must briefly record my opinion that chemists are stupid not to have found a true antidote to drug-craving, something that will supply he need of the cells precisely; the present method of mere deadening their cries till they recover is puerile in its crudity.

     

Yesterday's philosopher: my tailor. "Si vous voulez dire une chose qui sort de la routine, il faut parler beaucoup".

     

My own: "comme tout le mondee se ressemble et comme il est laid!"

     

Three Just Men unanimous as to "Anna Wickham": Sloppy, sweaty, dirty; like a piece of meat on Saturday night in a street stall in Brixton beginning to go bad. I might add that she has the Hampstead aura. No wonder her "poetry" sells well in America. She has the Ella Wheeler Wilcox vulva. Her son James is the most incredible boy of his age I have ever seen. But she is powerful both in passion and intellect—she only needs a centre for them to spring from. How fine and clean Geogeo is!

     

7.0 P.M. 25 1/2 Medium [dose of Heroin].

     

2.40 26. Small [dose of Heroin].

     

4.40 27. Medium [dose of Heroin].

 

 

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