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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Wednesday, 26 August 1931
Nervous (chiefly because Karl [Karl Germer] savaged (?) me in a.m.) all day—after curious dreams—I had murdered 3 of my children—various episodes of escape from pursuers etc—after IX° work.
Opus[1] 9 Billy [Bertha Busch]. Not quite in form, either of us.
1—Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.
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