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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Sunday, 6 April 1941
[I Ching hexagram] 63.
Note on nightmares of April 12. I recall only one item, a feature almost precisely the same in both dreams. I was sitting with both hands full a glass 3/4 full of whisky in left. X [Grace M. Horton] sitting to right of me, asked me to pass something. I tried to do this without putting anything down. The glass was thus hidden from me by the open book which I was reading. Some whisky was spilt: I tried to correct the position of the glass, aided by advice from X. This made things worse: I got furiously angry with myself, especially finding that the glass did not obey my attempt at adjustment. I cannot recall any recent incident that might have suggested this dream: yet vagueness float & vanish.
Long talk with X about her Future.
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