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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Tuesday, 4 November 1924
die Mars.
My XI°[1] came off $1000 arrived for הּ [Dorothy Olsen]. So did the test! The luckless agent was shot from every angle within an hour or two, and is by now several quivers-full of poisoned arrows ahead of St. Stephen!
After dinner the tornado struck the good ship Therion in the midriff. The mainmast, Philosophy, had to be cut adrift; but the mizzen, Love, held and bore up into the wind bravely. (and now the bowsprit is dangling useless from the bows!). See line III of Zhui. To-night begins the 9th week since Sep 16.
[sidenote:]
Note for Aumont [Gerard Aumont] re 8º = 3o. One should contemplate every accessible fact, in order to extract the Truth from it. (E.g. obscene things, such as Custom House officials. "and if at first thy virgin podex bled—He smiteth, for He is compassionate" is the idea.)
1—Refers to a magical sexual operation performed by Crowley.
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