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Aleister Crowley
Diary Entry
Friday,
27 June 1924
die Venus. 27th June.
10.45 P.M. circa (9.45 true time)
Terrific thunderstorm this afternoon: very heavy rain,
flooding roads. Big drops like soap-bubbles—i.e. big enough
to catch the light and cause iridescence. Stopped about 7.30
(6.30) and we dined on the terrace and walked to Gourmay and
played billiards. Before 11 (10) the storm began again and
is now 12 (11) going strong. Crossing the Marne, coming
home, we both saw what might have been a firework—but who
would fire one? Per contra, neither of us ever saw a meteor
of that kind. It was rather like a comet, with a long red
tail (says Leah [Leah Hirsig]—I didn't notice this much) and a huge head
of blue (greenish) flame. It was dropping nearly vertically.
It did not look like any Firework
we know—unless a 'blue light'—it was too high for that also,
it seemed to "come from nowhere"—to start as a shooting-star
does. The quality of the light was to my eyes distinctly
electric—I thought at one of the globular lightning I saw in N[ew] H[ampshire]. No sound was heard. Another suggestion
that it looked like a parachute, only reversed. It looked to
both of us natural, not artificial. To-morrow (i.e. this
A.M. Saturday) we propose to enquire in Chelles if any one
was celebrating. The bigness of the flame, and the shape,
were both surprising. It did not go out as a meteor does.
Me. Goriaud. June 27 Mr.
G.C. Jones [George Cecil Jones].
Allow me to thank you personally
for your most sympathetic and courteous attitude to me
throughout. As a point of principle, however, and in view of
the proposed action to be taken in respect of Mr. G.C.
Jones' attempt to relieve me of my future troubles in this
world, I must formally repeat that I have not authorized any
modification of my arrangement with M.
Bourcier made through you on May 6 and I have to
acknowledge receipt of your cheque for 915 fr[ancs] on
account. Miss Hirsig, the bearer of this letter, will go into
outstanding matters with you. I do not understand the
reference to 3000 fr. in your letter: is it a clerical error
for 2000 fr.? I should be glad to know M. Bourcier's plans
for a voyage, as I propose to sue him on several grounds,
and wish to serve process before he leaves Paris.
Yours sincerely
P.S. I am still in urgent need of
proper medical attention and treatment, my health not having
recovered from the long months of semi-starvation and acute
anxiety. But Mr. Jones not having paid the least attention
to the previous certificates, I shall not waste others on
him. [Everything from "I should be glad. . ." to end , had
been deleted.]
George Cecil Jones
The logic of facts is forcing me
to the conclusion that you have deliberately plotted to
bring about my death. (Two independent observers concur.)
Your attitude to me during your action against the
Looking-Glass resulted in the ingenious declaration of the
Jury that you were a sodomite.
By a similar mental perversion,
your dismissal with disgrace from the British Army (I take
your own verbal account—my sole source of information) seems
to have led you to doubt my patriotism. Your manifold
interest in my death, and the exquisite adjustment of your
actions to that end—the plan only miscarried owing to a
series of accidents beyond your control—dovetail too well to
allow me to explain the circumstances by coincidence.
I think it only fair, however, to
give you this last opportunity of offering in private an
alternative hypothesis.
Should you convince me of the
innocence of your intentions, I shall be able to enter
further into the relations between us.
It sometimes proves dangerous to
play tricks with other people's money, even when you think
you are technically protected by a misinterpretation of a
legal document.
[A letter to Dr. Boujecis beside this
is not copied here.]
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