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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Friday, 20 June 1924
June 20.
2 from Abbey [Abbey of Thelema]. ME2 [Montgomery Evans] to lunch. Xul Solar left for Paris etc.
War-Engine. Only Thelemites should be able to use it: also, they should be immune to it. "If he be a king" etc. i.e. it should be an automatically morally-discriminating weapon. Does it follow that it attacks the wills (or other deep strata) of "the outcast and the unfit" E.g. it might induce them to commit suicide.
[On the opposite page, in pencil, is the following:]
A bootiful Lydy named Butts [Mary Butts] Was God, gas, grease, gamboge and guts The dairies of Dorset That bulged from her corset Were highly esteemed by the Knuts. I wanted that sensitive slut's Young soul to bud out in my hut's Back garden—a rose To bewitch both my nose And my eyes but—oh, too many 'buts'!
11.40 P.M. D.S. Time. What is my Hierophantic Task toward Soror Rhodon [Mary Butts] at this time? [I Ching Hexagram] LVIII Tui. Pleasure. Thwan: Firm and correct. Line1. (Inward) Harmony brings good fortune. [Line] 2. ditto Sincerity ditto ditto (Occasion for repentance disappears). [Line] 3.Attack her craving for pleasure (selfish). [Line] 4. ditto her feeling of insecurity, and her impulse to black magic. [Line] 5(?) Do not trust her. Her (present) intention is to be hurtful. There is danger. [Line] 6. Appeal to her ambition to lead and attract others. Appendix II Get into touch. Line 5 ? (Do trust her!)? App[endix] I. Show her the folly of opposing the Current of 93.
Oath. Leah: inspiration. My monkey has a curly tail So strong I never know her fail (Provided that the bough be tough enough) By their back hair to hoick up pale People with Pink Pills (that's the stuff) And crack their heads like coconuts (Without exactly being rough or gruff) And sneak their brains (like snobs with butts Of gaspers thinking, while she swings Deliciously immoral things. 'Twas she that made me swear it: "Hence I'll Make my intelligence prehensile".
[On back of page:]
There was a young poet named Earp [Tommy Earp] Who was moved by his Maker to chirp That the 'Nightingale' used to use—Earp Blithe spirit! the lark He would dare in the dark. He moistened his gullet with turp- entine, and he sang to the purp- le night-skies of velvet But when it struck twelve, it Was bedtime for well-behaved Earp!
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