Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Tuesday, 3 February 1931

 

 

Germer [Karl Germer] is always blithering about the “German Spirit.” By this he means the psychology of a shop-boy in Leipzig whose breath stank so much worse than his father’s 10-pfennig cigars that he has had to spend his life masturbating into a W.C.

     

Sic semper tyrannis (?)!

 

 

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