Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Wednesday, 26 August 1936

 

 

1. Cleugh [James Cleugh], Sargent lunch here.

     

Julie to supper—oh what a Zambar of Lobster with almost plain rice & a chinese omelette atop!

     

. . . [opus?][1] rubeae ...σ energy etc.

 

 

1—Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.

 

 

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